I realized it has been a few weeks since I updated the good ‘ol blog. When a blogger is MIA people start to worry (I do the same to other people, I get it). There hasn’t been a whole lot to report, but I guess there has, depending on how you look at it!
I officially started Doxil on November 18th, it was a bit faster than most of the chemos I have had so far. Not to mention it is 4 weeks apart. It feels almost like a vacation – except the fact that I have to go get intrathecal chemo twice a week. My brain team came and gave me my intrathecal infusion while I was getting my Doxil infusion (different ports, kind of handy). It felt like we got in and out of there like bandits. Doxil bandits.
![Getting chemo in two places at once.](https://www.darngoodlemonade.com/wp-content/uploads/2016/11/doxil.jpg)
Getting chemo in two places at once.
After many super painful attempts at draining my plural fluid, we got the art of non-painful lung draining process down to a “T.”
I developed an obnoxious cough a couple of weeks ago. I mentioned it to my oncologist and she felt like it was my tumors inside my lung being difficult after everything we put them through with drainings and stretching – along with the radiation damage – leaves a mad little lung. She prescribed cough medicine, which worked the first week and stopped the second week. My brain team checked my blood count and I seem to have an immune system right now. They had me drain my lung as much as I could before I saw my pulmonologist today. When I saw my pulmonologist he felt like my lung sounded great and that I probably have the chest bug that is going around right now.
I was draining quite a bit of fluid at first and the last week it slowed down immensely. My Pulmonologist felt like one more at the low measurement I would be able to actually get the Pluerx Catheter removed. I had mentioned that my oncologist liked that I was draining the pleural fluid with Doxil, so for now we will keep draining it, see if it goes even lower and get my oncologist’s preference on it after I get my 2nd infusion. Even though I would gladly rip the darn thing out, it is a pain in the ass, or more like a pain in my side, but I want to make sure we are doing the right thing because I am NOT going through the process of putting that thing in again unless I am knocked out on good drugs. 😉