Battle Hymns of a Hot Mess Mom

Towards the later part of the afternoon yesterday I didn’t feel well. Dr. C veto’d the blood and I generally had very little energy, which is not an uncommon side effect of Chemotherapy. But I stayed in bed pretty much all day with the pumping leg things to prevent clots. I didn’t walk at all and was just generally lethargic. I spiked a fever which raised alarms and triggered blood draws NOT from my picc line. I hate needles and I hate blood draws. After that came chest and abdomen x-rays. Dinner was sent up incorrectly and I begged for bread for 4 hours to settle my stomach; only to be given a dinner roll I couldn’t chew. But Mama has me covered, she hit me up with emergency bread. Considering I’m on so much medication at the moment, if I can eliminate just one med – I would prefer it.

8:00pm 4/5/23 – I spiked a fever towards the later part of the afternoon which is not uncommon. I sent J home after dinner and chatted on the phone with D. Nurse R came in to start antibiotics. She asked me if I had ever had this particular antibiotic and I joked that it sounded like “Vegamite” – about 5 minutes after she administered the antibiotic my body went into a seizure. It felt like I was being electrocuted, every vein hurt, I couldn’t stop shaking. She called the Tactical Team, put me on oxygen and told someone to call J to come back to the hospital. All the while I held on to S’s Giraffe doll and repeated “Just breathe baby, we can do this. Just breathe.” Nurse R put her arm on me and said, “I got you. I got you.” My heart rate jumped to 200, floods of people were in my room. Saying what…I have no clue. The gist of it was that I had a really bad allergic reaction to that string of antibiotic. It was painful as hell. Zero stars! J made it back to the hospital just as my stats were returning to normal.

6:27am 4/6 – It took me all night to recover from the seizure. Still a bit tired but giving my body a little more grace today. Today will be a better day.