Many Regrets

Oh what was I thinking, to turn down the Decadron that Dr R offered for the first three days after chemo?

I sure won't turn it down for the next dose of Doxorubicin, And I told him on the phone last night that I would never again complain about the sleeplessness and speediness from Decadron. I would give anthying for a little sleeplessness and speediness right now -- if I could only get rid of the nausea.

The nausea slapped me in the face yesterday at 5pm. I had wondered how it would start, if it would start. I expected it to tiptoe in quietly and grow slowly. But that is not what happened. One minute I was sitting there thinking maybe I ought to log on to work and check email, and the next minute I was ready to barf.

I immediately took a Compazine, and in a few minutes I was fine. But it didn't last long. After about an hour, the nausea was back. I held it at bay with ginger ale but realized I was fighting a losing battle, so I called Dr R. He suggested that I start take the Zofran, too, along with the Compazine. And he suggested taking them straight through for the next few days.

I can take a Compazine every 6 hours, and a Zofran every 8 hours. What I have noticed so far is that each pill gives me like one hour of feeling okay, but then there is nausea. But there has been no barfing, so that is a success.

I am in that okay hour right now which is how I can blog.