Week 1, Day 1...

To be honest I don't know exactly what to think. At first it was a little intimidating. Walking into the room and seeing rows of recliners and tv's I.V. stands and nurses moving from patient to patient. Melanie sat right by me the entire time. We had a nice view of the Mountains  and part of me wished I was running up it instead of sitting where I was. It wasn't my idea of a good quality date, but it was  real nice to have her there to talk to. The first hour or so was just hydration through an I.V. Then the anti-nausea drugs, then the chemo. I didn't know quite what to feel inside when I watched them hook that bag of poison to my lines. It was a very different experience. While sitting there I felt pretty good for the most part. The worst of it was when they accessed my port. Ouch!! That hurt more than I would have thought. Right now I feel  like throwing up, it is just a weird feeling that is hard to describe. The nurse said that the first few days won't be too bad but it is all down hill from there..(Nothing like words of encouragement) We'll have to see what the rest of the week brings,,, but for now..... Optimism! -B-

Such a different Monday morning than some in the past. I needed more consoling than Brian as they began hooking Brian up to his lines. I agree with Brian- watching that bag of chemo being hooked up was strange in many ways. Knowing that we actually signed up (and are actually paying for) this poison to go directly to his heart and begin killing so many cells in his body was very....shall we say... difficult!
It was actually somewhat peaceful in the room and we enjoyed spending time chatting together and in some cases just being near each other- without one person asking us for a drink, a treat or a story! (in fact we even got free drinks and pretzels... free.. what a laugh....that's the most expensive food we'll ever eat on a date!)

We make quite the pair with both of us on anti-nausea meds (zofran), him for chemo, me for morning sickness. -M-