July 25, 2018
Today was a long-assed day. I started with a 6 hour infusion of Cisplatin downtown in the Infusion Center. I had called in yesterday about the feeling that either the anti-nausea meds or something was messing with my blood sugar. My oncologist was on vacation this week, so I got to see her PA. We’d met last week and went back over the few things that were going on that had already resolved, and then talked through these new things. She suggested that if I’m able to drink a gallon of water a day, I should replace at least 2 pints of that fluid with something that has electrolytes in it, like juice, Gatorade, or milk. Cisplatin also burns through calcium, potassium and magnesium, so I need to make sure I’m replacing those, too. When she pulled up my blood work from yesterday, my blood sugar was 93, and that was after eating something on the way there. That number might be normal for a fasting blood sugar, which it wasn’t. So now, I’ll have to work on eating a lot more often. I feel like I’m doing more grazing at this point.
When I get the Cisplatin, they have to give me 2 liters of fluid and I have to pee at least 500 cc of fluid before they can give me the chemo. Today, I had already drunk a quart and a half of water before getting the fluids, so when it was time to pee, I gave them 800 cc back. Always the overachiever!
I was able to get some work done today from the OIC, which was nice. The wifi sucks, but it stayed more or less connected the whole time. Today, I also had an appointment with a dietitian. I’d requested one a few weeks back when I started dropping weight like crazy. I have a family history of anemia on one side and diabetes on the other, and once I get rid of this cancer, I don’t really want it back, so I’m going to do a lot better job of eating better and taking better care of me. The dietitian was really helpful. I learned that women over 50 generally need a lot more protein in their diets to start with, and I need 2-3 times that because of chemo and radiation. She’d had me fill out a diet diary. We both had a little laugh when she asked me about the 2.8 oz of Raisin Bran Crunch. She didn’t realize they sold serving size containers at the store. She gave me a chart and we brainstormed some different snacks to help keep my blood sugar even throughout the next 4 weeks of this chemo.
I got finished around 2:30 and somehow managed to get up to my radiation appointment a little earlier than expected, which was good. They were able to get me in and get done early, too. By the time I got home, I was starving. I knew I needed to eat something decent at home because I was heading out to a vendor-sponsored event at the Mariner’s game and had no idea what they’d have in the box, so I had a couple of pieces of grilled pork chop and some salad before I left the house.
When I got to the game, there were the usual snacky things, beer, more beer and soda. They had gotten some fancy water for the suite, so I went out to the bar and asked for just a regular bottle of water. They didn’t have any. Right? I know. So… the bartender gave me a glass from the tap, which was fine. We eventually got a case of water for the suite, but I thought that was weird. It was hotter than I expected and I wish I’d have put my short-sleeved shirt on, but I managed to stay comfortable the duration of the game. I finally started getting tired around the 7th inning. I bailed during the 8th so I could beat some of the traffic home. I listened to the game on the radio on the way home. They lost by 1 just as I was getting off the exit. We’re still only a couple of games out of 1st place behind the Astros.
For the record, if Seattle and Houston go to the World Series I’m gonna lose my shit. Sorry, Mariners. unless you’re winning, I’m cheering for my ‘Stros. Same goes when we play the Twins. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯