I woke up feeling pretty good today and it’s a good thing because I will need all my strength to feel the same at the end of the day.
It’s just after 6am and I am sitting in the Dialysis chair having driven the 3 milies to my treatment center. I’ll talk about dialysis in a future blog post in detail but for now just know that I go Monday, Wednesday, and Friday at around 5:30am and each session is 4 hours.
I also have a Chemo treatment today, which is scheduled for 11:15am at the Moncrief Cancer Center in downtown Fort Worth.
It’s s not at all unusual to have Dialysis and Chemo on the same day and in fact i’m accustomed to it on Wednesday and Thursday back to back. What is out of the ordinary is that time of today’s Chemo is a challenge for several reasons. I will get out of Dialysis around 9:50am and then rush home to grab a quick bite to eat which my body needs. I will also take my morning medications that Melinda will have left out for me. Then I will head out the door for the 15 minute drive to Chemo.
The big key is how I feel after Dialysis because I will always feel tired but i’m hoping it doesn’t leave me also leave me wiped out to the point of making driving a challenge. Usually my Chemo treatments are at 1:30 or 2pm which allows my body time to recover from the morning Dialysis.
I should get out of Chemo around 1:30 today and I will head home for what will likely be a much needed nap.
I want to give a very heartfelt thanks thanks Dede Rainbolt for the beautiful quilt that arrived in the mail.
Dede is a fellow classmate of Commerce High 1981 and the quilt is in school colors, and has a Tiger woven in as well. True talent there!
I’ve mentioned many times how thankful and blown away I am by the emails, phone calls, and gifts I have received since I began this battle.
I’ll try and feature some here when I get them.
I’m not very good at naming blogs and such.
One of the most memorable nights of this phase of my life took place in late January when I think I came close to death, or at least a coma.
It was during a stretch that I will refer to many times in this blog in the future. For at least a week I basically checked out from reality and experienced a series of nightmares, hallucinations, and flat out scary mental experiences. We think these incidents were cause mostly by an imbalance of electrolytes.
One night I vividly recall a couple of nurses trying hard to keep me awake for fear that if I fell asleep I may not come back. I never saw the nurses, but I heard their voices and I felt them walking me around the room.
All I saw was darkness creeping slowly from the corners of my vision. I honestly felt that I was losing control of my life and that if I closed my eyes they were closed forever.
The nurses saved me, in my mind, by consultantly and forcibly repeating, “stay awake Cecil”. “Stay awake Mr. Savage”.
I eventually stabilized and survived that night thanks to those persistent and caring nurses.
Melinda thinks it’s a good idea to start my blog, probably to ease the pain on her ears as I blab away about battle with my cancer, Multiple Myeloma. Lol. That’s not true, but I do feel a desire to have a platform to keep family and friends informed and so rather than clog up Facebook with my thoughts I’d rather do it this way.
I don’t know how often I will write. Maybe daily, maybe less. I think the disease my have a lot to say about that. But I do know I need your participation to make it worthwhile so please join the blog and leave feedback on my posts, as you have been doing on Facebook. It’s very important to me as I try to live with and despite of this terrible disease.