Monday I had my first Herceptin only infusion. I used to think that bad traffic was a precursor for a horrible infusion, but now I've changed my mind. Traffic was terrific yesterday. So terrific that we arrived almost an hour early. My appointment was for 2:00 p.m. and they actually called me in at 1:30 p.m. I was feeling pretty chipper and didn't even complain when I didn't get my favorite nurse. BAD MISTAKE - I should have complained, screamed and jumped up and down. Hmmmmm, oh wait - I'm not capable of jumping up and down - oh well, you all get the picture. The nurse came over to my tiny cubicle. She looked nice enough and even seemed to know what she was doing. She started my line and of course she didn't get in right away. What is it with nurses moving the needle around until they hit the vein? I knew right away it wasn't going to work, so I asked her to take it out and try again. It seems she knew better and kept at it, finally hitting the vein. By the time she got in
|Bruise Left From Three Weeks Ago|
I don't anticipate any side effects because I'm no longer on the yucky stuff. I am feeling fatigued but I'm sure that's leftover from the chemo. I'll check in before my surgery on Dec. 4th. I'll also start posting hair pictures so you can see the growth progress. At this point I'm still looking like an ostrich.
Thanks for checking on me,
Thanks to my sister, Peg for visiting me last week and bringing me lunch. It was great to see you :)