Mile a minute is an understatement, I just tried to have a nap and my head kept bouncing off the pillow, so I figured I would touch base with you all again. It is early in the day and I haven’t really done much, although I did jump on my bike for a ride (thanks West Coast pal) and punched in my km’s for the morning. Today, and the last few days really, I feel really good, while my mouth does continue to decline and cause more pain my stomach has been good and best of all no major headaches which I have had lots of in the past.
Why is this you may ask, how is Eaton feeling so well in such short time after transplant, chemo and radiation? Is it because the doctors up there on the mainland are so much better? While they do know their stuff and their communication skills are excellent, I would stack any of them up with Dr. Scully any day and be quite comfortable to choose either one. So if it’s not the doctors is it the drugs? This may need an explanation, as it may very well be the reason. You see two days ago my platelets dropped down to 4, which as we know is well below the cut off line of 10 so I was scheduled to get platelets around 2:30 that afternoon. What I was not scheduled to do was react to them within minutes. I have reacted to platelets before, it is not a particularly pleasant experience hives, itchiness, and the shakes make up the bulk of it, not fun but certainly nothing I can’t handle. From there my Nurse proceeded to give me more drugs to fight my reaction, in addition to my pre-meds, so at around 3:30 I was a little wacky to say the least, and still had not gotten any platelets as they had to be stopped as soon as I reacted. We agreed that we’d try again later, which ended up being later that night at 9:00, no big deal, as I’m not going anywhere. This time I get a ton more pre-meds around 8, on top of what’s already in me and by the time we’re dropping the puck I don’t who I am, where I come from, or what I’m doing, I was out of it. They did eventually wear off, but I think I was still under the influence for the better part of yesterday so just for safety I rode my bike in a big parking lot by the hospital, kidding it is a stationary bike. Anyway as a result of my reaction they started me a three antibiotics as I may have developed an infection, slim chance but take no chances, so these drugs may be the reason I am feeling so well, not sure but maybe. Or the other possibility is ME. I feel much more comfortable giving all the credit to ME!!!!
That’s right, that’s why I feel so well because I have decided that right now would be a pretty shitty time to feel anything other than well. It’s not quite that easy, but I do hope that by now we are all believers in the impact of attitude. Positive or negative that is!
Anyway after a little conversation about work yesterday I can’t get my mind off it. It was mid afternoon and as I mentioned I was a little spaced from the drugs one day earlier so I was ready for a nap, I had a quick little phone call, happened to talk about business for a few minutes and that was it I couldn’t get work off the mind for the rest of the day. I think I even worked in a couple of billable hours somewhere there between it all, anyway no nap no nothing else but conversation about work. I have been wondering how my re-entrance into the world will be, and have had all kinds of thoughts about it, which I will share soon. But if yesterday was any indication I’m going to walk straight back into the Triware Boardroom and say “Wally and Art sorry for the delay I had a fight for my life that I had to take care of, that’s out of the way now let’s kick some ass” (Wally and Art are my clients, and honestly when I picture myself back at work I always picture myself with them, great guys, but they knew that)
So here I am relaxing in my 14th floor office at the PMH, planning my road back. That’s a lie, I won’t begin making any type of formal plans yet for two major reasons, one I tend to get way too carried away and thinking about work too much won’t be good for me, the other is virtually the same, I need to focus. I think I tell myself that 100 times a day, but it is the truth and working for me so far so I will stay focused on the goal and task at hand. Of course I will have breaks from this train of thought which I look forward to but in the end my mind is focused and the mind is a dangerous thing when it is focused.
By the way did I mention, I’m due my last dose of chemo tomorrow. Maybe you didn’t hear me I’m due my last dose of chemo tomorrow, that’s tomorrow so in theory, which I plan to make reality, I will have no more chemo after tomorrow. I started chemo, Game 1 that is, on November 12th and my last dose of Game 4 is scheduled for April 24th, do you know how many days that is? Needless to say that there’ll be a big smile on my face when that chemo is done.
(Although, between you and I, I must admit that I love, and I mean love having no hair! I have not figured out how I going to preserve this state but I’m open to suggestions. hahaha)
I do not lie, have a great one!
Geoff
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