Yesterday was Chemo Monday, and it was extremely painful. Painful to the point that I’ve decided I can’t take that medicine anymore. It is just getting harder and harder to do — more and more painful — and I don’t think I can handle it anymore. Let’s just say that was the good part of the day…
As I am super high from leaving the Cancer Center in Starkville with all kinds of pain medicine to help me get through those two hours of chemo, they wheelchair me out to the car (which never happens) and has Pepper drive me to Tupelo hospital. The nurse practitioner at the Cancer Center did tell me that my white blood cells were very low and I was quite anemic — almost to the point of having to have a transfusion, but not quite. The only thing happening with me lately has been the chemo embolism procedure about 2 weeks ago that is taking a while to get over. Let’s just say the liver doesn’t like it when you mess with it! And I’ve been in a lot of pain for about 2 and 1/2 weeks. As part of that, I haven’t been eating like I normally do, which is not exactly a bad thing! Haha! I just couldn’t eat as much because if my stomach got full, it would push on that liver and it would be painful. I’m anti-pain when I can help it! 😁
So we’re driving Hwy. 45 to Tupelo when Pep gets a phone call about two lights away from the hospital in West Point. The Cancer Center, realizing my blood thinner numbers were excessively high, arrange for us to go by ambulance to Tupelo. We were supposed to stop by West Point hospital for the ambulance but when we got here, we hung out in the ER for a little while. They took a few tests, and they noticed my blood was excessively thin. I find out the Cancer Center was afraid of us having a car accident and me bleeding out or having a brain bleed. The ER and West Point felt the same way about the ambulance and wanted me to spend the night. Last night I had a infusion of Vitamin K which thickens the blood and this morning I wake up with normal blood thinned numbers. So that’s taken care of!
But problem number two with the anemia, has gotten worse overnight and I am going to have to have a blood transfusion and antibiotics. I just started that bag of antibiotics that’s supposed to be an infusion for 4 hours here in West Point. They may start the blood transfusion before I am supposed to leave by ambulance to Tupelo if the timing works out this afternoon. But I am on my way to North Mississippi Medical Center in Tupelo because this morning’s doctor has been talking to my oncologist and because my white blood cells have bottomed out, I am going to be isolated in their infectious control center area until I can get my numbers back up. I don’t have Covid-19. I was tested last night. We don’t know what the infection is exactly but something is going on and they want me in isolation until I can get better.
I consider my life has been in isolation for the past 3 to 5 years, seriously three, so I’m interested to see how much more isolated I can get. Being away from Pepper is going to be difficult, but as we’ve done since this cancer business started we do what we have to do!
#GODISGOOD Y’all know that’s been my mantra for years and He has been showing me that so much in the past 24 hours. Well from moment to moment, Pepper and I didn’t know what was going on last evening/night. We didn’t know what we were supposed to be doing, if we were going to spend the night at the hospital, if we were going home, if we were going to Tupelo, where we were going to be, what we needed to be doing, but God knew and he led very smart doctors to guide us along the way.
And he continues to lead very smart doctors and nurses along our way today. I still don’t know when I’m leaving for Tupelo, what will happen there, or anything else. Which for control freak is crazy making! But I know God’s got this and I know everything’s going to be okay. I am INCREDIBLY BLESSED! And thank you to all of those who have been praying for me, for Pepper, and for my family we appreciate it more than you’ll ever know!