Today we had, in theory, a clinic appointment, Velcade, Doxirubicin and Zometa. I arrived at the day unit for my blood taken to be told by the very nice receptionist that of all the things listed I was likely only to get the Zometa due to having a clinic appointment and this not leaving the pharmacist enough time to prepare the others if they were to go ahead.
Fair enough I thought. I did! About half an hour later. I had thought maybe the Zometa might be a touch too much with everything else but I wanted the others today. I didn’t want to start Doxirubicin on a Monday and have the hazy red ball, no matter how cute, accompanying me about any business I may feel up to in the week.
As it turned out this isn’t going to be an issue as my neutrophils were too low for either Velcade or Doxirubicin.
Neutrophils – 0.6 from 0.9 (normal range 2.0 – 7.5)
Haemoglobin – 9.5 from 10.8 (normal range 11.8 – 14.8)
White blood cells – 1.7 from 1.6 (normal range 3.5 – 11.0)
However stand by, or rather sit down, to be astounded by this
Platelets – 256 from 66 (normal range 150 – 400)
Yes ladies and gentlemen 2 5 6! 256!
The suggestion of a GCSF injection (granulocyte colony-stimulating factor which boosts neutrophil production – see aren’t I good now including more info for those that visit for my crafting ability) was discussed but apparently an increase, or, in my case, a leap in platelets can precede a neutrophil increase. So I get to go back on Monday for blood counts with a view to starting cycle 2 next Friday with, if required, the possibility of a GSCF injection earlier in the week.
And today we were really lazy and after going into Liverpool city centre for lunch we got the bus back to the hospital car park for the first time ever. No, it wasn’t really laziness. I have a cautionary tale, well sentence, for you. Don’t wear socks with anti slip sticky bob bits on the bottom with shoes if you intend to walk any distance, they make you whine. Well they make your feet ache and then you start whining.