Brain Tumor

Rash Update

I thought I’d made some gains yesterday in my war against the mysterious rash, but I woke up this morning to find it had re-covered all the places where it had receded. Since it and my prophylactic antibiotic, Bactrim, seem to be on an every-other-day schedule, nurse is saying to stop it and see if the rash goes away. If it does, the doctor will prescribe something else.

I’m so over taking medicine, guys. Words cannot express. But my lymphocytes were even lower this week, so I’m guessing refusing to take my antibiotics would get me a lecture or two.

This concludes week one of my cancer treatment vacation. Not at all how I’d imagined it.

Fibromyalgia

Cancer is Complicated

Something has given me an itchy rash from hell.

You know you’re in for a medically challenging day when your oncologist wants to take you off a drug you’ve never been prescribed and have never taken because it’s been known to cause a rash… and try a different one in its place. And then they send that Rx to a pharmacy 2.5 hours away even after you gave them the home pharmacy info.

::giant sigh::

Fibromyalgia

Rash, Rash Everywhere

Remember how I said at least the rash wasn’t on my face? Yeah, guess what I woke up to this morning?

My left eyelid is so swollen, it’s like I installed an awning over my eye. I’m fresh out of big girl panties and have scheduled the rest of the day to feel sorry for myself.

I WAS SUPPOSED TO HAVE TIME OFF FROM THIS CRAP!

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Since I’m not supposed to be in water (shower or bath) for more than 5 mins a day and that means ice baths are out, I’m going to need someone to manufacture a body suit with gel insides that you store in the freezer. This swapping out a zillion different ice packs all day long is getting old fast. I literally have to sleep on ice to keep my skin temp down.

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Cancer treatment is not for the weak… or the superficial as it turns out. I now have steroid acne all over my forehead. And at LEAST three more weeks on the dexamethasone.

Sorry for readers with more delicate sensibilities, but I’m claiming ‘roid rage:

When this is over, that motherfucking brain tumor better be the size of damn pea.

Brain Tumor

The Rash Saga Continues

Surface temp of my forehead: 96 °
Surface temp of places with the rash: 101°

Putting ice packs on it gives me some relief. Since I can’t take more than one Zyrtec in 24 hrs., doctor told me to try stacking my antihistamines. So Zyrtec, then Claritin a few hours later, then Benadryl.

It’s still spreading, but it’s slowed down some. Only things not affected so far are my face and my legs from knees to toes.

But there is good news! Bacon, egg, and cheese biscuits taste 100% normal this morning.

Brain Tumor

Sweet Home Urbana

Welcome home flowers and cake.

 

And just to keep things real for you, because life isn’t just cake and flowers…

Before I left St. Louis, the doc told me my lymphocytes were high or low–whatever is not good. So I am getting a new antibiotic. If I get thrush again, I might scream.

The itchy rash I was whining about now covers about 90% of my body. I’ve got rx hydrocortisone, Benadryl, Gold Bond itch relief lotion. Still miserable.

GAH!

But I’m miserable at home with Dan. And Boomer & Izzy are super snuggly.