Bandaids, Bubble Gum and Bailing Wire!

On Friday night I told Mike I felt like I was beiong held together with bandaids, bubblegum and bailing wire.  Friday night on my way to bed I shut off the light and realized I'd missed one.  I stepped down the one step I thought I was up on the stairs and hit the floor hard.... I was actually 2 steps up and I sprained my ankle.  No shooting pains, no broken bones right?
Going to bed wearing my customary night guard for TMJ, CPAP for sleep apnea, night cap to keep my bald head from getting too cold as well as ice packs on my propped up ankle, I felt like Frankensteins Monster.  Mike has been a trooper getting me through all of the emotional upheavals lately.
So after working for a few days I finally realized that with my compromised immune system and slower healing I should probably go have the ankle checked.  With all the pain medicine and such I am taking the injury could have been masked...  I went to the doctors yesterday.  He checked it out and said I needed a good brace for my ankle, but as a precaution let's get an x-ray.
This morning I got a call saying I have a broken toe.  No big deal they tape those together right?
Wrong!  It's the fifth meta-tarsal inside my foot, it looks like a crush injury instead of a simple fracture and I am not allowed to put any weight on it for a month.  This means I have to call in to work and possibly go on disability 3 months earlier than expected!  Can you say AAARRRGGGHHH!!!
Enough Venting! Plus side at least 5 days off until  I see the orthopedic surgeon for a second opinion on Monday morning.

What A Week It's Been!

Hello again and about time!  Tomorrow will be my 4th treatment of Taxol.  So far so good.  I had some reaction to the treatment the first two infusions.  Muscle spasms that felt like really bad menstrual cramps.  They stopped the treatments and gave me some Ativan.  Things got better and they finished up the treatments.  After the second time this happened they made the decision that I should get the Ativan to start.  As a result, Mike has put his foot down and I am no longer driving myself to or from Chemotherapy.  I have a wonderful bunch of friends who are taking me to my appointments and several Chemo Buddies, who come visit with me and make sure I let the nurses know what's going on.  In fact I probably wouldn't have said anything about the cramps if it hadn't been for my friend Laurie reminding me I was supposed to let them know if ANYTHING changed.
Last week I came down with a head cold that went into my lungs so I've spent the last 5 days in bed except for work.  Almost better but I need to get back to bed so they don't postpone my treatment tomorrow.
11 weeks of Chemo done, 9 to go!

Here We Go!

So, I have now completed 5 treatments, completely finishing the first round of medication and starting on the next.  The treatment will now be every week instead of every other.  I no longer need to get a shot the day after.  All in all things are going well. 
The new medication will last for a total of 12 weeks ending mid-April.  I have an appointment on March 2nd with my surgeon.  We'll make the decisions about surgery then.  She will also give me a recommendation for a plastic surgeon for reconstruction.
It has been a rough week or two, I'm starting to get really tired all the time.  I sleep a lot.  Our little dog Iris is so cute...  She doesn't leave hardly leave my side when Kira is at school.