Thank the Gods THAT is over.....

So, Chemo #30 is over and I couldn't be happier. Man, it was a rough one. Ironic, since THIS is how I felt going IN to chemo....

I was even wearing a Superman shirt.

 

And THIS is how I felt about an hour later....

Once again, I resembled Harry Dunne. Awesome.

All this thanks to the fact that I got a little stoned last time when they gave me the shot of Atropine that prevents potential immediate and emergent diahrrea and cramps that (turns out) could drop a yak. Since I got a little loopy and had no problems with my guts last time, I suggested that we cut the dose in half to see what would happen and I thought the doc agreed with me. 

It's not like I was loaded and causing a disturbance, right?

It wasn't until we got there that my nurse Janice told me he hadn't ordered it at all for me UNLESS I started displaying symptoms. Now, I'm not exaggerating when I say within about 10 minutes it felt like my insides wanted to be on my outside. I cannot tell a lie - the cramping almost buckled me. I was bent over in the fetal position for about 15 minutes when they decided it was time to give me the shot and even offered me a bed b/c I was so uncomfortable that I think I was making everyone else in the room uncomfortable too. And 45 minutes after the Atropine, it was like it never happened. I was a little tired for awhile, but perked up quite nicely by the end my session. In fact, Tim and I were bantering back and forth so much that we had the nurses absolutely howling. And he teased me so much (he may have called me a b*tch for eating a bag of Cheetos from the hospital vending machine and hiding the evidence) that ONCE AGAIN I flushed like I was having a hystamine reaction and the nurses started panicking. Funny though, I gave him a shot right back and my flush disappeared and the nurses thought THAT was even more hilarious.

So, on the way home Tim treated me to a trip to the Golden Arches....

And once again, all was right with the world!