Days 28 – 35

Thursday June 6^th, 2013

 

I guess I’m real bad at keeping a chronicle if I can’t keep it updated daily, huh?

Well the Neulasta reaction was delayed by about 36 hours which really threw me for a loop. I was ahead of the pain with my meds and I only felt the effects on mid-Friday into Saturday. Sunday was a strength and recovery day. France and I went out to eat Saturday evening at Dok Bua, one of our favorite Thai Kitchens.

Monday I went to work. I felt great all day. I went to do my weekly blood work after work.

Tuesday I went to work. I felt great most of the day. I started to feel like the Neulasta was recurring, but wasn’t sure.

Wednesday I worked from home. I was having a Neulasta recurrence. It wasn’t as bad as the last recurrence and this time was only in my legs, knees and feet. The tingling feeling from the Vincristine made it impossible at times to put pressure on my feet. I did some stretching to get some circulation going and that made it feel better. I didn’t do the walking that I would have liked to do, but there is only so much you can do when you feel like your body isn’t working with you.

Thursday (today) I went to work. I felt great all day, still do. I made up for my walking today. I’ve been carefully eating at the salad bar at the café at work. Chef Ryan makes up a mean salad to choose from. We eat well at work! We really do!

Tonight I’m going to walk some more and get ready for work tomorrow. It’s been a good week with no real setbacks. I’m staying on top of my viral/bacterial prevention at home and work. I’ve been trying to reduce my risks by sacrificing a lot of my outdoor activities on the weekends. I’ve been careful when we/I go out and bring my prevention gear with me. 

I have an I don’t give a %W&^% attitude toward people that act surprised when I gear up after they sneeze or cough. I’ll ask and wait to use another register so I don’t get the coughy, sneezy person’s change back in my hands. I prefer to go inside to get my morning ham, egg and cheese on an English muffin and coffee just so I can make sure that whoever is making it isn’t touching themselves all over their face or touching dirty things while they’re wearing gloves and making my food.

That’s part of the fight! Being able to say ‘I don’t want that because you wiped your forehead and then touched my food’ anything like that, I just don’t care at this point.

Pretty boring stuff, but I promised that I write about it. I could make stuff up, but I do enough of that with a guy I work with. We are in a 4 month long tandem story that I really should consider writing a sci-fi book about cause it’s that good.