Tuesday, April 22

The day began with the usual pre-chemo bloodwork. I've reached the point in this journey where I have a preferred phlebotomist--the only one who doesn't have to try multiple times (shudder). I requested him this time rather than leave it to chance. My ABS neutrophils (neutrophils? I can never remember) are low again, but I never received a phone call about a retest. So we'll see what tomorrow brings. I'm guessing I'll get there, be told to go upstairs for a retest, and then proceed as I have the last two cycles. 

I went into work for half a day then worked from home in the afternoon. After work, Andrew and I met up with our kitchen designer at an appliance store and began selecting our kitchen appliances. I'd be very happy just replicating the exact choices from our Maplewood kitchen; we don't need a $16,000 Sub-Zero fridge. At one point in the store, Andrew was trying to convince me we should consider an eight-burner range. (We are not getting an eight-burner range.) (Dinner tonight was grilled ham and cheese. Tomorrow it's frozen pizza. Do we need a new kitchen at all?)

We picked up Greta from crew and then I went to Target. The entire time we were appliance shopping, Lucia was texting me from musical rehearsal about all the makeup items she needs for the show, so I went out to procure them. 

I forgot to mention in yesterday's post that I finally made a second-opinion appointment with the world expert in low-grade serous ovarian cancer, at MD Anderson in Houston, which will be in May. Women with this type of cancer fly from all over the world to see this doctor. I'll be glad to have his confirmation that my current treatment plan is the right one, and to have him as a resource as I move forward.

Now I'm going to take a handful of steroids, drink a few glasses of water, and go to bed. I'm anxious about the ABS neuro-whatevers; I'm anxious about the CA-125; I'm dreading putting on the ice mittens and booties; I'm dreading the next few days of fatigue, bitter taste, and shakiness.

One. More. Time.