Chemo Chic

What is chemo chic you ask? Well for me it is comfortable. Easy to get into and out of. Easy to move around in while you are seated for up to 6 hours with a needle in your arm. Chemo chic is basically what I SAY it is.

And today I was chic, chic, chic.

Yes… the following did happen.

I wore my pajama jeans.

My wife asked me as I got ready – “Really? You’re wearing those?”

“Of course.” I said. “Why not? It’s not like I’m there to look good? It’s not happy hour or a dance recital. Who am I trying to impress? A bunch of other people on chemo who have much more on their minds than I do – let alone care what I wear?”

I dress to impress – ME! And did I love it. These pajama jeans are so freakin’ comfortable and they actually look like jeans (at a distance.) Up close you’re not fooling anyone but man was I stylin’ when I went to treatment today. Made my day.  (BTW:  you too can get yours here! You know you want them now.)

The Medical Run Down

Today was one-drug day – Gemzar. Short day – maybe 2 hours tops.

First I get the blood drawn and talk to the doctor. Platelets are down again. Supposed to be above 100,000 and mine were at about 70K. Normally they wouldn’t do the chemo if you’re that low but they cut back on the dosage and let me roll. White count is down too so I have to go back each of the next three days to get the shot that makes my marrow produce more white cells. That’s the stuff I mentioned last week that made my bones hurt like hell. Small price to pay to stay on track with the chemo. That’s key. If you get off the schedule it’s not as effective. I can deal with achy bones. I don’t really want to deal with the alternative.

So – got me some chemo. In and out no problems. Gonna get the shots this week and then I’m off next week. That actually works out pretty well in that I will be in better shape for Christmas.

The Real Gory Stuff

If you don’t want the gory details stop now. The following is really for my family and a few of my friends that really want to be in the know.

The pain has subsided – considerably. I can now pee without screaming. I may not have mentioned this in previous posts, but when I go some of the tissue from inside my bladder decides to go too… meaning I have little pieces of the inside of my bladder coming out. Nothing big – just some floaties that you see and make you say: “whaaaaaaaaat is that!”

That too has subsided. The Doctor says that’s a good thing. He thinks it is remnants of the tumor being killed off by the chemo getting detached and following the current. It’s one of those things they could have warned me about first. Nothing says freak out more than seeing parts of your body in the toilet bowl.

But for now – not an issue. Frankly- if that really is what it is – I want to see TONS more of it.

Ah…the things you get to be exposed to when you got stuff like this in your life.

So – next week I’m off. No chemo. Just Christmas.

Believe you me – this one will be one I remember for a long time.

For those of you that have been putting off the colonoscopy, or getting that mole checked or heck – just finding a doctor… do it now.

Oh… and check the bowl.