Hello everyone,
Hope you all are as well as can be.
So: Yesterday was my early morning train ride to London. A good friend came with me and let me lean on her to get to the platform.
I was feeling a LOT better, much stronger, but definitely not my old energetic self from 7 days ago.
We made it to the Royal Marsden via Taxi, but still had to wait hours for the bloods to be taken, so I finally got the gist of what goes wrong mornings at the Marsden.
You have to get there well before 9:30 am with no train connection disasters, which means we have to leave Bath before 7:00 am. That’s a drag, but it’s the only way that works. There is still too much time to kill between being seen in the clinic and infusion time, but no way around it and makes for a long day.
So, my lovely friend came with me when I talked to my sweet research nurse Anna. She was there to keep me from glossing over the hard time I was having on the trial.
Nurse Anna was as shocked and disappointed as I was that I was so hard hit by the meds. It seems that everyone else is tolerating the drugs really well!
There was no real way to distinguish between Taxol and TAK228 side effects, but since I had suffered similar debilitating side effects during first line, we decided to blame the TAXOL.
Nurse Anna conferred with a trial doctor and they decided to reduce the Taxol Dose to 75%.
I was happy with that, albeit a little fearful that it won’t be as effective, but if they are happy, I am happy.
I am also going to take paracetamol regularly ( every 6 hours ) to keep joint aches and headache controlled.
Nurse Anna was very sweet as usual and assured me that they didn’t want to destroy my quality of life on the trial and we would just have to see how the coming week works out.
After clinic, my friend and I went to a little Italian Cafe across the street and had a wonderful lunch. My Jazz singer friend Joan joined us and one friend went back to Bath and Joan stayed with me for the infusion, entertaining the nursing staff while I passed out.
I don’t Know why, but the Taxol knocks me out.
When I was finished, I felt great again, as one does when filled with steroids, and we killed some more time in another restaurant and could walk back to the tube station to get ourselves safely on our trains, so I was back in Bath by 8:30.
Feeling pretty all right.
This morning I still feel all right, so I washed my hair and did NOT feel exhausted afterwards and am about to take CYCLE 2 of the TAK228.
Here’s hoping the drugs work to kill our cancers and I feel loads better for the rest of the week.
Thanks for listening,
Laura