No fever. Resting heart rate down to 80 beats a minute. Oral supplementation at home brought my potassium and magnesium levels up to normal levels. My oncology nurse, Deb, started the IV in my left hand on the first stick Monday. What could go wrong? Running my CBC should have been a formality. Not so
Euphoria over a myeloma free PET scan doesn't make everything else OK. I've been struggling with post transplant side effects. Like many of you, bumps in the medical insurance road have bubbled up unexpectedly. Still plenty of drama to kick off 2016. Drama? I answered a call from my local oncology office on Wednesday. The
I'm constantly harping on how important it is to be an informed patient. I referred to it several times this weekend: "Some patients can't even name the chemotherapy that they're on! That's fine, as long as nothing goes wrong." What could possibly go wrong? Other that a mix ups or delays, is it really that
I don't know how an uniformed patient could do this. Sure, ignorance may be bliss. But as I learned yesterday, passively sitting back and waiting for something to happen could cost me days--or even weeks--before I ever see my first Pomalyst capsule. I'm still caught up in the process; emotions bubbling just below the surface.