We’re settled into our VERY tiny room on the 9th floor at Duke University Hospital. They have taken blood, toured us around the unit and counseled with us about the therapy we’re about to begin and what we can expect. Jill has gone out to buy us a small fan, as the temperature in the room in quite uncomfortably warm. I’ve been told that I’ll likely experience chills and shakes after the first dose of meds just after 8 p.m. Can’t say that I’m looking forward to getting cool that way, though.
I’m having a good time watching the sock monkey event that is being spearheaded by Kate Nerone. Killer, the sock monkey given to me by Kate is lounging on my hospital bed right now. We’re waiting for them to come and take me down to the 3rd floor to place the PICC line that will go from my left antecubital vein into my heart. The PICC line is used during this therapy to mainline drugs into my body.
I’m planning to blog my through this therapy, so there may be a bunch of short posts coming along. Some may be written by Jill, if I can’t get to my computer or am too far out of it to type. As she left here, she asked my nurse, Annette, for suggestions to local clubs. She said she was going out clubbing in Durham. You can’t keep a great girl down!
I’m a little anxious and have made sure that I have Ativan available if I should need it. I don’t want to have another situation like we had at Emory when I had my kidney surgery when I was asking for Ativan and they wouldn’t give it to me because the doctor hadn’t ordered it. We’re good to go with the Ativan and soon Jill will be back with a small fan to move some air in here.
Thanks for coming along this journey with me. I’m working hard to be one of the seven percenters that will be cured by HD-IL2.