Tuesday, June 30, 2009

Small update

I wanted to let you know that I had my 2nd chemo treatment yesterday. All went well and I left with the typical brain fog. All was going well until about 11 o'clock this morning. I have been horribly sick since. I just got done fighting a fever of 103. This was brought on by the new medication I took yesterday, Zometa. I have taken some tylenol and it has dropped to about 101. I am now eating shredded wheat and feeling very hot. It must be working. I hope that tomorrow is better. Love to all.

Sunday, June 28, 2009

Sorry I haven't had a chance to update my blog, it has been crazy around here. My hip came back positive for cancer, so now I am sitting in stage 4. I was very devistated when the doctor told me this so I was unable to post anything. A few days after I got this news, I had my first chemo treatment. It wasn't that bad at first, but look out, it was a rough week at the Sapp household. I know it wasn't as bad as it could have been, but I seriously dread my next and subsequent chemos (one tomorrow in fact). I don't want to deal with the nausea. Last time I had surgery the day after chemo to put a port in place. The doctor's assured me that since this is metastatic disease, this would be a good idea. A few days after the chemo and surgery, I got a shot to boost my white blood cells. A few days later, I thought I was having a heart attack because my chest hurt so bad. It turned out it was only my sternum hurting because of the shot. Defitinely NOT looking forward to that again. Since then, I have been trying to recoup so that I can do this all over again. WOOT!

Monday, June 8, 2009

I haven't disappeared

I just wanted to let eveyone know that I am still here, I am just working some things out and then I will be able to update more regularly. I miss everyone. Keep smiling and staying fabulous!

Wednesday, June 3, 2009

CT guided Hip biopsy

The MRI showed a lytic leision in my hip. The doctor thinks it could be cancer so I had to have a biopsy of the bone area. What fun! I arrived at the hospital at 7 am on Monday morning. After a speedy check-in, I went up to the radiology department and was called right back. They had me get undressed and put a gown on. The next thing was starting an IV (my first of 3). The first stick didn't find a vein so the nurse went for another stick. The second stick found a vein and we went with it. Shawn was a great sport for me. He let me crush his hand with each digging attempt at my veins.

It was actually very pleased with the way the nurses did everything they could to make me comfortable with this experience. I didn't know it at the time, but the procedure really wasn't that big of a deal.

When they wheeled me back to the CT room, I layed down on the teensy little "bed" they have prepared. Actually, I was very happy to see that the CT machine was MUCH smaller than the PET machine and MRI machine. I was not looking forward to venturing into another tube. This was only like a doughnut. The nurse told me that she was going to give me a little bit of the sedation for the initial CT so that I didn't move. They were going to use those images to determine where to place the needle so I definitely didn't want to move. Woo-hoo. Happy times. She gave me the meds into my IV and off to La-La land I went. I could hear what was going on and people would talk to me, but I could care less what was happening. They could have cut my arm off and I wouldn't have cared.

I vaguely remember moving in and out of the CT machine, but other than that, good times. When I was wheeled to recovery, I remember a stop along the way and hearing Shawn's and my dad's voice. We continued rolling down to recovery and I happily slept. When I woke up, I socialized a bit, but then the nausea waves started to arrive. The nurse checked my IV and it wasn't working anymore (big surprise? I think not). She told everyone to leave and she started another IV (my final for the day) and then gave me some anti-nausea medicine and back to sleep I went.

When I finally woke up from everything, I sent Shawn a text to come visit me. We sat there for another 30 - 45 minutes when the nurse asked if I wanted to go home. Well, yes I do! I started to move and SLOWLY made it to the edge of the bed and I just sat there. The nurse said I looked like I was in pain and she could give me some percocet, but I would have to wait another 30 minutes before I could leave. I turned to Shawn and apologized, but I wasn't going anywhere in that condition. Everyone thought they were going to put me back in bed, but I insisted I wasn't going to move anymore. I will sit with one cheek on the bed and one cheek falling off, thank you very much. SLOWLY, and with a few tears, I made it back to bed and took the percocet. 15 minutes later, I was a happy girl again. Head lolling and smiling away, the nurse said I could finally go home. I quickly got dressed (Shawn had to help) and my chariot arrived.

When I got to the car, there was a long pause as I tried to figure how the heck I was going to get in with my hip hurting. Thanks to others pushing my leg in for me. Shawn stopped to get me some In'N'Out for something to eat as I hadn't eaten since the night before. I had approximately 5 bites before I fell asleep the rest of the ride home.

Now I just sit and wait to find out the results of this adventure. The doctor told me he would have the results on Thursday and would have a treatment plan to begin immediately. Finally!