Today, I began treatment with Herceptin again. Since I have not received Herceptin in a long time, I needed to receive a "loading" dose. Beforehand, I agreed to take hydrocortisone, to reduce the chances of an adverse reaction. I did not really want to receive more steroids, but I also did not want to have to stop treatment in the middle. Thankfully, I did not have an adverse reaction this time.
Also today, thanks to Moshe's gentle persistance, I chose to switch my method of pain management. I got a patch which releases pain medication on a steady basis, over the course of three days. I am starting with the lowest dose patch, because I do not want to be all woozy. I had to upgrade to something a bit stronger, becaue my previous regimen no longer kept the pain at bay. I am hoping that this low dose is enough to do the trick. One of the nurses warned me that I might experience some wooziness initially, but encouraged me to keep the patch on for several days, to give my body time to adjust and get over the wooziness.
So far, I am not feeling particularly woozy. I still have some mild pain, but it really is mild. We will see how I am feeling tomorrow.
My mom kept me company at the hospital today, which was really nice. We ended up being at the hospital for a really long time (I arrived at 9:00 am and we did not get out until 4:30 pm).
I would have liked to go home and rest, but God had other plans for me. My son, who got himself a job working as a junior counselor this summer, had a field trip with his camp today. He called me as soon as he learned that they would not be getting back in time for him to catch the bus to Tekoa for his horseback riding group. I offered to take him by car today as well (I drove him and one of his friends yesterday, for their first lesson, so I could see the stables, meet the owner, and provide the boys with some sort of orientation so they would be able to come and go on their own).
Once I was driving in anyway, I decided to hang out in Tekoa with my friend, KAA, and just drive the boys home after their horseback riding session. I did not mind the wait, but I needed ice cream. KAA and I went to the Makolet and I bought myself a tub of Ben & Jerry's Chunky Monkey ice cream. Despite the hot weather (and the steroids coursing through my system), I exhibited exemplary self control and did not eat the entire tub of ice cream. I used a trick my father taught me and wrapped the left over ice cream in multiple layers of plastic bags. I used a LOT of plastic bags and the ice cream was still frozen when I got home, almost an hour later (Thanks Dad!).
Tonight, Moshe, my mom, and I, watched several episodes of The Big Bang Theory. (Thanks, LWG!) If you are a geeky type, or even just married to one, you have to watch this! You will laugh!!
Please daven (or send happy, healing thoughts) for RivkA bat Teirtzel.
With love and optimism,
The Lessons of Roy H. Porter Jr.
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