This is just a short post today to let you share my accomplishments du jour. There is a lot of medical stuff that makes me queasy. When I donate blood, I can’t watch or my knees get weak even while I’m sitting. When Steven had his knee replacement surgery he had to give himself injections for a few days after he got home. I think it was NEUPOGEN®, And he injected himself in the abdomen. I’d get him set up and then turn my back or refill his water. It only took a second. I didn’t have to watch. No harm, no foul.
The blood tests this week revealed a really low T (testosterone) level from the chemo. Really low…like I think the number was Ovary. So after 2 days of running around trying to get the drug (I guess there are so many old people living beachside that there is not a large stock of T), and approval from the insurance company (didn’t get it – I just paid for it!) I left Walgreens with a couple of syringes and 2 vials of liquid. The palm sweating part came when the pharmacist told me that it had to be administered in his buttock. That’s where he recommended and the doctor wanted it. Probably because Steven has lost so much weight, it’s hard to find any meat that has any muscle attached. But a quick scenario in my brain played out as impossible for him to self administer. Between the shaking hands and dropsy, trying to aim for the small hard to hit area that still has some padding would be impossible for him. Just as a side note for anyone trying to lose weight really fast. You probably never get a good look at your butt during the starving process, so let me enlighten you. Steven had a great butt. Now it looks like a scrotum. Just saying’. Crash diets and chemotherapy don’t look too pretty good from behind!
The pharmacist told me how to do it, but my head was spinning so much I really didn’t get it. So I did the logical thing when I got home…I You Tubed it. Damn, you can learn to do anything on You Tube. I bet I could also give him a butt lift if I thought it wouldn’t make ME puke! Long story short – I did it. I administered my first injection today. No blood, no bruise and Steven said it didn’t hurt at all. Of course the chemotherapy is the equivalent of getting kicked in the head by an elephant, so this baby syringe probably didn’t hurt him. Me…I was sweating like a whore in church!
He started feeling a little sturdier within a half hour. Not necessarily from the shot, but also from the rest of the medications I assembled and served. So we moved him to an upright position in the chair in our bedroom and just sat a talked, like regular people…for about 5 minutes when Lucy came bolting into the room with a dead rat in her mouth. She dropped it at Steven’s feet and I realized I was about to have another first. Gag, gag and more gag. This was way worse than the injection.
Dead stuff is usually Steven’s department, but right now his only department is staying on this side of the dirt! So, I got a garden hand trowel and tried to scoop it up…with a bag covering it…without looking at it. Not so easy. Eventually, I had to bear down and just look at what I was doing. It took a couple of false starts until I managed to get it into a Walgreens bag, which I tied off and put in another Walgreens bag and then I double bagged that bag. The whole time I was doing that Ewwww-ickkkk thing, and I know my face looked like I was sucking a lemon. But I did it.
No photos today – my day was too gross. But when this whole cancer thing is over, I may just audition for Naked and Afraid. Because Steven spends a lot of time naked, and I spend a lot of time afraid! I’m going to try to go to work tomorrow…so Good Night!
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