I had my second chemo dose last Wednesday. I am tired and am doing well, but we had more difficulty this time.
A few moments after the chemo IV was started, I felt that something was wrong. I started to cough and suddenly felt my face and neck become hot. The nurse, who was caring for another person, turned toward me when I coughed. When she saw my pink color, she rushed over and stopped the chemo IV. She immediately began an IV of Benadryl and steroids. My back arched into a sharp cramp of pain then my hip flexors cramped. My chest was tightening and breathing was becoming difficult. By then, the Benadryl was taking affect and the cramping quickly subsided. Wow! I'd never experienced an allergic reaction like that before!
We waited an hour for my reaction to settle down, then the nurse began the chemo IV once again. As soon as it began, my chest began to constrict again. Though I tried to relax, I was frightened -- frightened that I wouldn't be able to breath and frightened that I wouldn't be able to have the chemo treatments.
My doctor had told me that I only had a few months to live if I couldn't do the chemo. I also knew that the Lord had promised to help me through these treatments. I had to be able to do this chemo treatment. I prayed for help and strength beyond my own. Suddenly, there was a "leap of faith". I felt moved from where I was to where I needed to be. It was as if I had been picked up and actually moved. I've never experienced anything like it before, but I was able to continue with the chemo for three more hours and complete it. I feel that I have been very blessed.
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