Fall and Recover

Yesterday I officially had my first meltdown, and I was reminded why I chose Dr. Segota as my oncologist. I had expected to be nauseous and tired after my first chemo cycle. I also expected the localized bone aches from the Neulasta. But I didn't expect all the other symptoms that sprang up over the weekend. To name a few, I had a constant headache, sensitivity in my hair follicles, major pain in my feet, night sweats, back aches, and a constricting pressure throughout my whole body. On top of this, I hadn't seen my grandbabies in ten days! I left a message for Dr. Segota's nurse Monday morning in tears over these unanticipated problems. I got a call minutes later asking me to come see the doctor in an hour. I had originally met Dr. Segota during my father's last few days in hospice two months ago, and I was struck by her compassion. It's inspiring to see someone in her very serious profession who is more than just business. She takes a personal interest in her patients and does her work with gentle understanding of their journey. She worked me into her morning appointments and I was able to vent, cry, and ask my questions without ever feeling foolish. Just being able to talk to someone who could supply knowledgeable answers for me was incredibly therapeutic. She gave explanations for most of my symptoms, and encouraged me to take the pain medication she had prescribed. I had been relying mainly on Tylenol for my problems because I was afraid if I took the stronger medication, it wouldn't be as effective down the road when my pain becomes worse. Dr. Segota and her nurse explained to me that my current prescription is very mild and that I should mainly be concerned with my comfort. As my treatment continues, my pain medication will become stronger as needed. Amazing that the medical professionals thought of that before I did!

Now that I'm following their advice, I feel much better. I was able to go to Bible study last night where the group prayed for and encouraged me. I also went to my art class this morning where I painted and got more therapy talking with good friends. My hand is much better, especially since I am taking pain medication. Thank you for your prayers.

My daughters are making sure I eat well this week! Mackenzie has decided to learn to cook, and since Shannon is the expert in the family, she came over to help Mackenzie through her first dinner Monday night. It came out delicious! The two of them have already planned another homemade meal for Thursday. Then Erin called to let us know she'll be cooking for us Wednesday evening. Who knew I had raised so many aspiring chefs? Here's to good eating!

I was touched this evening to receive a card and gift from the faculty at Westminster Academy where two of my daughters went to school. I haven't been in close contact with many at Westminster since my kids graduated, so this gesture from them was unexpected and very stirring. I am moved that I am still in the thoughts and prayers of people I have known at all different times in my life. That kind of caring reminds me of Christ's faithful love and rejuvenates my strength for the road ahead.