We are home now, and Bill is finished with round 2 of his chemo!
He got "red devil" again (hasn't lost any hair yet) and Gemzar, along with steroids, and bags and bags of anti-nausea medicines.
The whole thing was kind of quick, and included free lunches brought to us right in our chairs!
Only freaky effect so far is that when Bill walked into the clinic, he looked like a robust, well-fed, regular guy who might easily have just come off the golf course.
But before he even got out of his chair at the end of the "poisoning session," he looked like he'd just spent the day with Dracula. He was completely drained of all normal color and had turned yellow with a tinge of green and gray (green and gray were my high school colors; they look good on a cheerleader but not on Bill's face.) The nurses didn't think he looked like he could even walk to the car. It was strange!
So now he is trashed out tired, but zippy from the steroids, and we have a better idea what to expect each day, because I kept the 14-day detailed side effects journal for him.
Our carpet beetle apocalypse ends tomorrow with the final round of pesticide in one room, door closed, and exhaust fan blowing out all the pesticide. In 3 days, it's all dried out and gone.
I'll post at the next juncture of fun!
Love and gratefulness,
Bethie and the Cowboy
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