Today it all starts. I should say “Uh, finally,” but I’ve succeeded in running around like my normal busy-bee self for the last few weeks, so I’m closer to, “Can’t I have just one more day?”
Since my platelets are still just eeking by – I know this because I ran into the kneeler at church Sunday and the blood vessels in my ankle took two minutes to bump, purple and get that disconnected look – I’m getting platelets by the bagful this afternoon in preparation for surgery tomorrow. I need a double-lumen hickman, a device they implant in your chest and hook up with some pretty serious arteries that lead right to your heart. The docs need the hickman for the chemo, blood transfusions, transplant, medicines, etc. Apparently some of my drugs get all up in a tizzy if they touch, so I’m opting for the double. I need the hickman so I don’t have 10 IVs in my arm.
They’ll keep me overnight in the hospital on Wednesday and then start practice chemo on Thursday. I know, “practice makes perfect,” but really? Chemo? Apparently one of the chemo drugs metabolizes differently in people, so I’ll get a fourth of a daily dose on Thursday and the PhDs can tell me how I do. Rest assured, I’ll spend most of the day watching royal wedding coverage. (btw, very disappointed in the “Wild About Prince Harry” documentary on TLC last night. Way too sensational.)
Friday and Saturday will be spent making the final touches for my royal wedding high school sleepover party. Lemon curd is in the refrigerator, vintage hats are airing out, crumpet molds are on the front shelf and pearls are ready to be strung. I think it will be the perfect send-off for the following Monday (May 2) when I’m admitted to the hospital for good to start real chemo.
Speaking of send-offs, my family made every effort to give me a proper hicktown send-off on Easter. Really made this girl proud. Just like the good ol’ days, we had Easter out at the family farm. I think my favorite moment was when Pat’s F150 got stuck in the mud and my grandma, ahead of everyone else declares, “Well for gosh sake, ya gotta push it!” And then proceeded to be the first at the back of the truck (in her Sunday best, mind you) freeing the truck from the mud.
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