First Chemo

I hope to brighten your day at my expense. My day started at 6:20am. I had to have blood draw first. No fear this time I have a shinny new port! Well that didn't work out well. She wasn't a nurse. Actually the blood gods were on my side. She would be the same individual that almost killed me the week before (long story). Off to chemo. For you who have had chemo you know the drill. First it's flush the port then they inject the steroid then the Benadryl. Upon the 50 mg of Benadryl I say ooh thats yummy. Because now I wan't to sleep. Then out of no where I turn into Sybil!!! I have no idea who I've become! I have so much pain twisting twitching in my legs that I cannot sit, lay, stand or hardly breathe. We discover I'm allergic to Benadryl! I finally after what seemed like an hour begged please give me some Xanax to calm this down. Within ten minutes that got injected. In between all this a little lovely older lady stops by and ask would you like a hand and arm massage. I can hardly sit still. Yes I said maybe to take my mind off my agony. It didn't help... I said I'm sorry I just have to get up. Not bad enough what did she use. I was like fly paper. I stuck to the chair and the blanket. Now extremely drunk I have to make it to the bathroom to wash this stuff off. Upon my struggle to get inside I'm confronted with a soap dispenser and faucet that no matter how much waving I did it didn't want to help me. Finally with the armpits of my clothes drenched I go back to my chair to maybe just maybe sleep. I didn't get to because as soon as I walked into the room the machine beeped and she echoes you're all done!
You think my day is done.. oh no I have to take my drunk behind down and try to get upon the table for radiation. Well that was fun it only took three to get me up on it! What a day! A day that had me in bed at 6:30 pm. If you ask me what the drip was like maybe next week you and I will both know. I will be asking them to change my name on my chart praying the nurses don't remember me.