Treatment Day – Cycle 1

Today was my first day of chemotherapy at Peter Mac…Day 1 of a 3 week cycle before the second cycle starts. 1 down, 5 to go (with surgery probably after the 4th cycle).

Harry and I arrived at Peter Mac around 9.30 this morning. We ‘checked in’ and after a very short time we were taken through to the treatment area. I was then taken to my very comfortable reclining chair – my home for the day! It was a lovely bright room, with a big window and a gorgeous city view. I was the first patient of the day so it was quiet – and I had the full attention of the very experienced nurses, Craig and Anne.

Then came the preparation for the ice cap, which aims to prevent hair loss. The hospital had given me information about what to expect of this treatment (which apparently is successful to some degree in 50% of cases), and I was also very fortunate to have spoken to 2 gorgeous and very generous women who had gone through the same experience, and they had prepared me incredibly well for what to expect. I was very cold all day (no wonder…with a frozen head!!) – and thankfully I had been
told to prepare for this. I kept adding layers and used my thick down coat as a doona over the top of about 4 blankets to keep me warm. I also wore “Ugg” fur lined gloves and possum socks…so I was as ‘cosy’ as I could be.

I am pleased to report that the actual chemo was completely uneventful for me. It did not bother me in the least. The only discomfort I experienced all day was about 15 minutes of pain at the start of the ice cap treatment – which then disappeared completely.

At around 11.30, our incredibly caring daughter Becky arrived. She reminded me of our discussion of her memories of the special treat she and her brothers had from time to time when they were kids – corned beef and pickle sandwiches on very fresh, very good, very white bread! She had suggested these would be a perfect lunch to protect my mouth from ulcers, and she recreated them for me today, on the best white bread I’ve ever had! Delicious! Then she showed me a bag of folders – one from each of our children and grandchildren! Each folder had been thoughtfully decorated with either photos or images relevant to that person. The folders were to be returned (to be used again for the next session of chemo) – but the contents were for keeping. Every single one made my heart sing! They were all so thoughtful – and so incredibly varied. It might sound hard to believe, but it actually turned a potentially daunting day into a day of joy! There were cards, letters, drawings, activity books, magazines and videos. Some were hysterically funny; some were musical; some included things to keep me occupied in the coming days – and all were full of genuine love and care.

At the same time, both Harry and I have been overwhelmed by all the messages, comments and emails we have received from so many people. We will be forever grateful for everyone’s concern and care. Please know that all the love and care gives us such strength and helps us maintain our positivity. Fortunately, the day was not the difficult day I expected, but rather a happy day in difficult circumstances. I am probably rambling, because I am tired at the end of such a long day - both physically and emotionally. But I thought it appropriate to post today. “The best way out is always through”….and fortunately, going through has not been bad at all so far! May it continue!

Love, Robyn (and Harry)