Reaction

My chest itches. I finally think to look.

Wow! That looks nasty, some sort of a rash?

Ooohh... it itches.

Do I finally have some sort of an allergic reaction to chemo?

Ooohh... I go to bed.

Next morning, I proudly show my rash to Deb.

Her instant reaction is...

Quick, call a doctor, get treatment, drugs, any injection... do something. I rub the itch :-)

Last year, deb had an anti shingles injection, perhaps I did too? We could phone the GP, ask. That's too slow for deb. She phones the 24 hour Silver Chain number for support, advice, help. That was half an hour ago, no call-back yet.

Here's my cunning plan:

Do nothing (except itch and rub) till my next IV treatment. That's five days.

Then, fill in the standard pre-treatment form...

At last I'll be able to tick something other than... no, no, no, no....

Aha! Silver chain call back. Some action for deb:-)

Call the oncologist, tell her, they say. Then, if advised, the GP.

Call? I'll send an email, Daphne is good at responding (when she's working:-)

Deb is a lot happier, now she is able to do ... something... anything :-)

half blind. half deaf. dying of cancer.
so what?
notdotdeaddotyet.blogspot.com :-)

Dr Nick Lethbridge
Consulting Dexitroboper