Save a Vein – Use Your Ass.
Well this was the theme of today,
that along with my wonky eyelashes, that began popping off early in the day
landing in the rubbish bin. I slept okay
last night, a bit restless. I awoke ready to take on the day, took a shower,
popped on the fake eyelashes that are more like plastic than hair, and bounced
out the door. I entered the treatment
center with confidence, that Nadine would find one of those plump veins I have
been channeling. One stick – nothing. So we moved to the back of my hand and
found success. The first treatment is Ozone Therapy; your blood is drawn out,
ozone added, and then blood reinserted back into your body. My blood crept slowly out, we quickly knew this treatment was not going to be possible.
We decided to abandon that treatment and I began receiving my first infusion of the day.
Nadine then looked at me and says, “you know there is another way”. I thought- why the sly smile and another way for what?
Apparently, Ozone Therapy can be delivered rectally! I smiled at her and explained I don’t have a
problem going up the backside: Save a
Vein – Use Your Ass! Nadine laughed. It was so much easier to have this
treatment in the backside and an added bonus; I was able to poop soon
afterward. LOL
All the treatments went well and I had a successful day of
treatment. I am looking forward to an IV free weekend and only four treatment
days next week. Having said that, week three is said to be the most difficult
yet I am hopeful I will walk through it with grace and strength. I received a
bit of bloodwork back today. The good news is that although the tumor makers
continue to increase, they have slowed the rate of increase after only one week
of treatment. My blood will again be drawn on Monday, marking two weeks of
treatment, I am hopeful for some radical shifts downward in cancer cell
activity.
Well, as you can see from my photograph, the eyelashes were
placed on as wonky as all get-up, but that was okay. I left them on for as long
as possible and just went with it. Perhaps I will find some real lashes this
weekend. And if you are wonder, heck yes I am going to attempt to throw another
set of plastic lashes on tomorrow morning.
Having a good sense of humor is always helpful and healthy.
When I arrived back to the flat, Curtis had purchased me a beautiful bouquet of flowers. It was just perfect. I have the best husband.
Today, I am hopeful~