Ashe Elton Parker

A Writer of LGBTQ+ Characters in Speculative Fiction

First Chemo Treatment

Had my first Chemo treatment yesterday. It went easier than I thought it would.

When they fetched me to my room, I requested one where I’d either have control of the TV or where there wasn’t a TV at all, as I’m not much of a TV watcher. The nurse kindly brought me to a room with two beds and helped me set myself up with my books and printed outlines and notecards for work on my stories. I’d worn a tank top with good access to the porta-cath and when everything was ready, the nurse inserted a special bent needle into my skin and the port. It hurt a bit, but was quickly gone as she stabilized it. This needle came with a bit of tubing, somewhat like the IV I had for the porta-cath placement, but not so much it got in the way.

Next, she set up the first of my medicines, which was a liquid version of a steroid pill I’d taken the night before to prevent too much bloating. This she channeled through a pump before attaching to my port IV. Once that was done, she fetched me a couple blankets to warm up under and left me for the next half hour while the steroid drained into my body. I laid there with my eyes closed and dozed, headphones on, cause I hadn’t slept well and was rather tired still.

When that was done, the pump beeped loudly, and the nurse came back to switch out my meds. She hooked up the first of my chemo meds, then checked to make sure I was doing well before leaving me to doze again. This took an hour to administer, and I noticed no adverse effects a the time. Nurse came back (can’t recall her name) when this beeped upon completion and hooked up my other chemo medication.

I spent about another half hour dozing with this before they apparently ran out of room elsewhere and brought a woman and her husband in to take the other bed. The woman wanted the news on, so I just turned up my music to obscure the chatter. Not long after that, they brought us lunch, and I ate a fair amount of it. A few minutes later, my last chemo was done, and the pump beeped again. My nurse came back to disconnect me from everything and sent me on my way.

Now it’s the day after, and I’m sitting here with my two antinausea meds in front of me. I haven’t taken them yet; I don’t feel the need just yet. I may after eating. I feel weary, as if I could lay down again, and I don’t think it’s entirely ’cause I want to bed late last night. Tonight, I’m to take an injectable medication whose purpose I’ve forgotten, and I’m not looking forward to that. (LOL)

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1 Comment

  1. It’s good that you could doze while getting the medicines. I imagine it was hard to sleep, wondering how it was going to go.

    Hugs on feeling weary!

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