One down, 11 to go

I'm home.  Happy to be here even my yappy canines make me smile (for right now anyway, that could change, they are pretty yappy).

Anyway, I have my lovely chemo fanny pack.  I'll be modeling it at this year's Fall Fashion Week in NYC - who wants to help me bedazzle it?  Inside my black chemo fanny pack (black because it's slimming, come on ladies, stay with me) is a baby bottle sized pump that has a balloon style "membrane" which holds the 5-FU medicine.  I personally thought it looked more like a condom than a balloon (I think it was word association with FU that took me there but I'm no psychologist) or it could just be me and my special sense of humor.  This condom/balloon/membrane pumps the 5-FU drug continuously through the Power Pump into the catheter to my HEART for the next 46, make that 44 hours now.  On Friday, the lovely, fun home health nurses will come disconnect me and I will start this whole process over again on 9-25.

Oh, I had to sign the financial responsibility sheet before they hooked me up to 5-FU and this one dose is $6,000!  Fortunately, right now, I've met my annual out of pocket max so my insurance company is picking up the whole tab... well until Oct 1, when the plan year resets.  (Anyone need any Percocet or tramadol or other prescription meds? Anyone?  Don't worry, I'm just kidding.... well maybe...)

The only weird thing I'm experiencing right now is cold sensitivity in my mouth and extreme TMJ pain when I try to chew.  Care to guess what I'm going to be reading about on the great wide interweb tonight?

Well that's about all I got for now.  What a weird, surreal, reflective day.  I was hoping for boring.

Thanks for checking in... talk at ya' later.