Chemo Impact, Week Two: Desdemona’s Comeback

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I’m properly into week two now. Last Friday I had my first need to call the oncology hotline, I was having a slightly troubled night sleeping, when I measured my temperature it was 35.9 DegC, the information I had told me that below 36 DegC was a potentially significant issue. As it was only a tenth below I decided to monitor for an hour first, all subsequent measurements were below 36 DegC, the lowest being 35.6.

I called the hotline, left my details so they could pull my records and they were back to me within 10 mins – not bad considering it was 2am! After a brief chat I was told to watch out for any chills / shivering and to continue to monitor temperature, ideally with two thermometers as a cross check (I purchased a second the next day). Fortunately, my temperature climbed back up to just above 36 DegC the next day, but I continued to monitor.

This brings up the whole area of neutropenia, which is essentially a low count of white blood cells, I had some blood work earlier last week and my count was definitely down. Essentially, it means that you are vulnerable to sepsis if you get an infection, not a journey that I’m planning to take if it’s in any way avoidable.

It’s now Bank Holiday Monday, lower temperature again over night, below 35.5 this time. I checked in with the hotline again, but the advice was the same. So, with no other symptoms, I am getting on with some light tasks, in the scorching heat – not a good combination when combined with the odd ADT-driven hot flash.

On Tuesday I started to get cold-like symptoms, a little sore throat and a little tight in my chest. I contacted the oncology hotline again and they told me to book an appointment with my GP for an assessment. So, I contacted the GP Wednesday morning and, given my situation, they saw me pretty much straightaway. By this time, I had a proper sore throat and a full on ‘phlegmy’ couch. The GP examined me and wasn’t overly concerned, but wanted to be cautious so I was prescribed with a course of anti-biotics.

By Thursday morning, I’d turned a corner on my cold / flu symptoms and I was starting to feel a little better. This was fortunate as we had planned a lunch out at Ivy Asia to celebrate our God-daughter’s birthday; we had a lovely meal with Maisy and her boyfriend Luke. An enjoyable end to my second-week post-chemo.

Ghhv
  • We had a delightful lunch with the pair of them. Maisy was wondering if I would be left alone. She said to her Mum, 'I'm worried about who will do all the weird things with Aunty Whirlers.' When I saw her I said that I was worried about it too. She smiled and said, 'I'll do it.' 

    Oh! My heart melted! I'm not sure she will be able to manage that, but the offer was given with love and care. We are so lucky to be surrounded by love.