Even here, I walk in love.

So yesterday started out just like every other treatment day. A trip to Heavenly Donuts to get coffee and breakfast and well wishes from our favorite ladies, we added donuts for the nurses since it was my last treatment. Made it in with little fan fare!

When meeting with my oncologist she had a few concerns since I was still healing from my surgery last week. But after looking at my wound and talking to the team they felt confident moving forward with treatment. So off we went! My nurse was out sick so I had Stevie who was super nice and calming. First med went fine. And on to med #2 Carboplatin. I have had 5 rounds of carbo with no problem, but it is more common 10-30% that people have a reaction during rounds 5-7. Many people don’t make it to those rounds because their bodies don’t handle the drug well or they knock down the dose. I have handled it well so they started the drug and off to sleep I went. I woke up feeling like my heart was racing out of my chest, so I grabbed my phone and started to count my beats per minute when my hands went numb. Slight panic, hit the nurse button and who ever is closest comes quick. She must have noticed things weren’t right and yelled for my nurse. They quicky stopped the med, pushed pepcid and benadryl and when things didn’t turn around they called a EMR to room 90( this call goes out to everyone available to my room), and I was like CRAP that’s my room. Next thing I know there were people everywhere and they made Eric leave. I didn’t know who was doing what but they were sticking leads all over me and running tests, Dr’s listening to my heart. People calling out all sorts of stuff. SO what I was feeling. My hands went numb, I got light headed and started sweating, my whole body was burning and itching, my chest hurt and was radiating. My oxygen was at 80 and blood pressure was tanking. I just kept asking if I was going to be ok. My sweet nurse rubbed my wrist told me to breathe and kept me calm. In came the crash cart. I was like oh no things have to change. They called for and Epi Pen and shot that thing right through my pants into my thigh. AND it worked, they kept oxygen on and the Epi and things started to trend in the right direction. THANK GOD, it was this round when Eric was there and not last round when Emma was with me. And honestly I wasn’t afraid. I was anxious because I didn’t know what was going on but knew eventually it was going to be ok.

ERIC’s POV: I was asleep when it all started. I woke up and didn’t think it was a big deal because they let me stay there, until the room started to flood with people they asked me to leave. I stood in the hallway and watched people arrive from all over. I quickly realized it was a bigger deal than I thought originally and then when the crash cart came I was like OH CRAP (the PG version). Everything was happening so quickly I really didn’t know what was happening, so I asked one of the nurses next to me why there was so many people and she very calmy explained why it was happening and what they were doing. I don’t remember what she said at all I just remember her explaining what the different people were and the purpose they had.

It honestly felt like 5 min, Eric said it was more like 40 min. No more infusion for the day. But we had to hang out and be monitored for a few hours. I said if they said we want to admit you I would have readily agreed. I was nervous to go home. I was still shaking.

BUT God is good. I am ok, and maybe won’t even feel as badly as I usually do because I only got 11 min of a 30 min infusion of the hard drug!!

Dana Farber doesn’t have a bell to ring when you are done so I downloaded my own bell on my phone and rang it!! It won’t let me add the video here.

Many people have asked how you can help and I HATE taking help but cancer is expensive, so if you feel lead I have added our go fund me that friends set up. https://gofund.me/8a9be2ea1