Last week, we took a little jaunt to Breckenridge. It is a lovely little ski town but our resort was at 10600′ elevation. I live at 8500 so I wasn’t overly concerned. But 5 days in, I was sitting, putting on my makeup, and suddenly could not catch my breath … and I honestly thought I was going to lose consciousness. The very next day, we left thinking that getting off that mountain would make it all better. It did make it better, but not by much. Since it took 5 days to start in on me, I thought nothing of this. But after being home for 4 days, without much improvement, I called my onc’s nurse and she said I needed to go to the ER, so I did. But I specifically asked her if the Megace could’ve caused this trouble and she said she has never seen anyone have a problem with this drug. Needless to say, it is those absolutes … never and always … that always get me. She said she has never seen it happen … well, that sealed the deal. It did happen. Now if I could just get them to tell me there is absolutely no way I could possibly live to be an old woman. That would bring my healing forth in a NY minute!
A mere 6 hours later, after chest xray, blood tests,cultures, urine samples, flu tests, and a chest CT, they finally had a diagnosis. Sure enough, I have two lungs with multiple clots and dead tissue as well from the damage they caused. So they admitted me to start me on Lovenox injections twice a day until my blood thins enough to do the Coumadin, which may be for the rest of my days.
And needless to say, the Megace is now discontinued, so I have no idea what will happen to my fledgling appetite without it. So now I am backed into a serious corner … oxygen or nutrition? Can’t exactly live without either one. So even though the cancer is backing down, now I have this bloody mess going on. God help me, I just feel like I can’t take one more thing. Feeling just a smidge devastated by all this! Sorry for the downer, but hey what can I say? I’m pretty damned tired of it all, myself!