So 4th cycle has now finished.
Let's talk about some good stuff first! I had a really good weekend before chemo which is just what I needed due to feeling so crappy last few weeks. Friday I managed to do a full day of work and I'm working on an exciting little project. Work actually boosts my happiness as I enjoy new challenges and when something goes to plan its really rewarding. On Saturday I went Kayaking. I had to wear extra dressings on my Long Line to keep any bacteria away and I had to wear a wetsuit to keep it dry, which knowing what was going to happen is pointless I was so careful. Was Kayaking for over 2hrs and its a good way to stay active since I am limited to what I can do with my current funny hip. In the evening my best friend Mike came down from London and we had a BBQ which was great and I even managed to have a few drinks. The next day I went to visit some family and friends and had another good day. Overall, a really good weekend and it put a massive smile on my face!
Monday I was back in hospital for my 4th cycle. I've always dreaded this one as its not the half way through one, it's not the next to last or the last one. It's just stuck in the middle somewhere. On my first day, they took blood samples again to see if the bug has gone yet from my line. Turns out that it hasn't, my red line was still infected and there are not many antibiotics that can clear it up easily as its an ideal place for the bacteria to grow. The only solution would be to get the line out and put a new one in. This is not the ideal solution but looks like there is no other way. I was dreading having to get it out and getting a new one put it but i was promised that it didnt hurt getting it taken out! Little did I know, an HOUR AND A HALF LATER, and plenty of tugging and cutting they got it out. It was soooo painful, there were two doctors doing it, one hadnt of done it before and the other one was telling him what to do. Apparently, there is a 'cuff' which is like a sponge they out around the line and the scar tissue grows around it and that's how it stays in place! They have to cut all the scar tissue all around the line and there was plenty of tugging and lifting and cutting. Even tho they kept injecting me with local anaesthetic I still felt bits and there was lots of blood! So yea, not the most pleasant experience. But once it was out and 3 stitches later I was able to go home which cheered me up. Now that I know what to expect, I'm really not looking forward to getting the new line out it and later having to get it taken out. The new one will be going in next Thursday and I will also be getting the results of my scans.
Most important thing: only 2 more sessions to go!
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