Chemo Day

The morning was routine, but again the knowledge of the unknown chemo treatment was hanging in the air. We had been given some assurance that the treatment time would not be difficult. Marsha had been given the choice of getting a surgically implanted portal for IVs and chemo but had chosen not to do that. This meant that they needed to start an IV each time she was to receive a treatment. The Friday appointment meant we needed to make the trip to Conway right after lunch to find the office. We were early as always, it is just our way to be early. They took Marsha in for her blood work after a short wait, and then they called me to go back to the treatment room with her. It was a good sized room with lots of reclining chairs for the patients to relax while the drugs entered their body. The nurse was very capable and personable and we both felt quite comfortable with her explanations. She started the IV easily which was not always the case with Marsha and the treatment began. We knew that it would be hours for all the chemo to get into her system so we had reading material with us. Everything went well and the day had a feeling of success. We arrived home with relief for our anxiety. The plan was for another treatment next week and then an appointment with the oncologist on the third week, then start the cycle over again. It seemed very doable as this day ended.