I guess there's something to be said for knowing what to expect. I know that days 7-11 are my "nadir" period, or the lowest point for my blood counts. You may remember day 11 of my last round, which is when I had the nosebleed at work and they had me come in to get blood drawn. Well, today is day 11. Guess what happened?
Kevin's mom came up to visit for a couple of days, bringing his sister's son with her. They headed home late this morning, and we decided to go grab something to eat. I was starving, and we don't eat out that often, so we decided on 54th Street, which is always a favorite of my girls. Kevin planned to go to the store afterward, and I knew that my stamina is too low and that I'd best come straight home after eating, so we took two cars.
Natalie and I climbed into my car, and before I was three blocks from home, the nose started bleeding. I have been keeping Kleenex in the car, thank goodness. (When you lose your hair, that includes the tiny hairs in your nose, so it tends to be drippy. TMI? Sorry.) Anyway, I turned quickly into the church that we were passing by, and Kevin followed to see what was up.
I came home and told them to go without me, but he didn't want to. I shouldn't really be in the public right now, anyway, due to germs, but I was awfully hungry. LOL He offered to go get something for me to eat before they went, but I didn't want to make them wait. Finally, I told him that, if it didn't stop in five minutes, they were leaving without me and I'd eat something at home.
Four minutes later, it finally stopped. Of course, when I lose that much blood (it was a LOT,) I get a horrible headache (way worse than my daily headache) and get completely worn out. Still, I was hungry, so we went. My stomach won an argument with my good sense. I know I'm supposed to call if that happens, but I called last time and they said my blood counts were OK. I didn't call.
We ate, it was good, and now I'm home. What a giant pain in the ass this is going to be. I suppose there are worse things than a bi-weekly bloody nose. The bright side is that my hair is almost completely gone, so I can stop shedding everywhere. I'm tired of THAT little treat, too. I guess it's karma for all the times I griped at my dogs for shedding in the house.