I went for my first post transplant Vidaza treatment yesterday (my 12th altogether). All went smoothly. As usual, I took extra anti-nausea meds before I went, and they worked just fine. The chemo nurses were happy to see me and pleased that the transplant has gone so well thus far. My bloodwork looks great:
White Blood Count: 5400.
Granulocytes (of which ANC is a major component): 4000.
Red Blood Count: 3.53.
HGB (hemoglobin): 12.5.
HCT (hematocrit): 36.3.
I saw my hematologist briefly and showed him my fingernails – did I mention before that they’re coming off? He said they look like “classic textbook” from the chemo. This is the first time I’ve lost a nail so I didn’t realize the old ones gradually come off, pushed forward by the new ones growing underneath. I need to keep them cut very short so I don’t catch them on something and accidentally rip them off prematurely – ouch! I posted a picture of my thumbnail in the gallery before I trimmed.
The results from last week’s metabolic panel also came back great. I got my two Vidaza injections in my belly without incident, and have only two quarter sized red marks this morning to know they were done.
Afterwards, we stopped for an early dinner at Josef’s for our standard Monday night celebration that I’m doing well, our first time there since November. The staff were happy to see us return. We usually go later so had forgotten about the after-work happy hour crowd. But they found us an isolated table in the corner, far from everyone. I’m at a point where I can’t predict how anything is going to taste, so I ordered a cup of shrimp bisque and tried samples from everything Michael had. My soup went down fairly easily. Bread, spatzle, and red cabbage all tasted wrong (and they’re normally among my favorites). The perfectly prepared pork shank tasted ok. The biggest surprise was that the escargot tasted good – I consumed 4 of the 6 that were Michael’s appetizer. You never know until you try! I finished my meal with a slice of Dana’s creamy smooth peanut butter pie. It was very good. I posted a flashed out snapshot of Michael and me in the gallery.
Back at home, we concluded our evening with gaming on our iPads and, with cats on our laps, watching Shrek the Third on our big screen tv. Life is good.
Day +85 tagline:
I Feel Fantastic, Jonathan Coulton (IDed by Thomas)