Number 5, 6 and 7

     Chemo 5, 6 and 7 got me over the hump and on the downhill with five more treatments to go.  Number five was better than some, I had my sisters with me which helped take the focus off the actual chemo.  I slept over at Carlee's the night before with Emily and we all rode up to Huntsman together where we met mom and Katie.  Soon after we got there we all went in back for my doctors appointment, and this was a happy one.  The week before chemo five I was due for another PET scan.  At a cancer walk the Saturday before my nurse, Mary, read me an email from my doctor saying that my scan looked good and there was no sign of the disease.  This news sent me running to Carlee, bawling of course because I'm such a baby now, and excited to see the scans the following week.  So as the five of us girls piled into the little hospital room, I was excited to see and hear about where I was at with cancer and treatments.  Andy, one of my doctor's PA's came in and talked with us.  She showed me the scans and read some of the report, which showed a great decrease in the cancer and different metabolic rates within normal range.  It was fun to see and gave me a sort of hope and motivation to keep on going.  I could finally see now that treatment actually is a cure, and my disease is diminishing...that was a great feeling.  We headed down to infusion next and went through the normal routine and then I was homeward bound.
     Number six.  Here's where my memory becomes a bit foggy.  Not because I waited so long to write about, which I did, but because they upped my dosage of Ativan which makes me very sleepy.  Mom and I woke up and headed over to pick up Jaclyn and Judy to join us on our trip.  We met up with Carlee when we got to Huntsman just like usual.  This time, once we were in infusion they directed me to one of the back rooms with beds instead of the usual recliner I get to sit in.  It was a little different because I kind of felt like I was in a hospital room, but everything went the same...apparently being put in there was just my lucky day.  I remember laying there for a bit, then I was on my way to sleepy land, only to remember leaving to go home and having yet another chemo weekend filled with the usual nausea and sleeping.
     Number seven!  I remember even less of this one because I basically slept through the whole thing!  Sleeping is definitely the way to go with chemo now because the association of being there makes me start vomiting before treatment even begins.  I remember mom and I getting to chemo, meeting up with Carlee, and getting started.  Aunt Nette also came to this one so it was pretty cool having her there supporting me...I just wasn't very good company!  The only unique thing about this treatment was that afterwards we headed down a floor and tried acupuncture.  After the lady came in and poked me with a couple small needles for twenty minutes we were done and on our way back home.  It wasn't too bad of a weekend either, no throwing up the whole time I was home! What an accomplishment!  Acupuncture anyone?  Perhaps it helped.