The last seven days have been extremely trying as I’ve been dealing with both chemotherapy side effects and a fairly high fever …
My bi-weekly chemo routine began on Wednesday Dec 28 with three hours of in-office infusions followed by the 46 hours of continuous injections of 5FU thru a hippie-bound infusion pump. Admittedly I entered into this round somewhat exhausted from Thanksgiving through Christmas activities and a less than stellar attitude. Chemo side effect begin as normal later in the day. At 2pm on Friday December 30 I returned to oncologist to have infusion pump disconnected from my port-catheter. But all that was fun-n-games compared to what was going to happen next.
A few hours later I started to feel the crash coming on that so often follows the removal of the pump … that along with some chills. By 6:30 pm I was in bed not to depart it until 9am the next morning … I would like to say I that was all sleep but what I experienced Friday night was closer to a slip into a mixed state of delirium and psychosis.
To some degree that prevented me from even realizing I had a fever. But as Saturday dragged on into Saturday evening, we began to see if we still had a thermometer (Believe it or not just the week before our primary old-timer mercury thermometer fell out of the top shelf in the kitchen cabinet and broke sending mercury flying all over the floor … much to the delight of the inquisitive minds of our kids).
My wife found one and five minutes later we found out my temperature was 102.5 degrees. Now that’s not a real good thing so close to chemo … but who in their right mind want to go to the emergency room. So overnight Saturday was a repeat of Friday.
With the dawn of a New Year, the temperature crept just over 103 and the Tylenol had no impact so at the advice of our oncologist, we spent three hours in the local Emergency Room – blood tests (CBC and bacteria), urine tests, flu swab, x-rays, Tylenol, antibiotic drip, and a Levequin prescription.
A little less chaotic night Sunday with even a bit of sleep mixed in but the temp still stayed between 101 and 103 all day Monday, with the highest temperatures fortunately in the morning. Of course Levequin is an extremely powerful antibiotic with its own fun set of side effects including ‘trouble sleeping may occur’. In my case, change ‘may’ to ‘does’. But after three days it’s doing it’s job. As of today, only seven more days of this antibiotic and antisleep medicine …
You do a lot of insightful, revealing and no doubt crazy thinking when dealing with high temperatures and the drugs they give you to fight fevers and bacterial infections. But there is one thought that really struck a nerve.
Through the many dark nights of the last week, I cried … and I do mean cried … out to Jesus from the darkness of my despair and in the middle of the night. And I realize that for me the hope in that is not how or when he responds (cause it is virtually never how and when I want it). No, my hope is knowing that He is present, He is listening, and He will respond (because he always has).
But the question I’m left with is this:
Who do people who do not know of God, who do not believe God exists, who do not believe God is knowable … who do these people cry out to from the darkness of their despair? Where is their hope?
OK, I’m tired now … but no fever today (Wednesday).
Best wishes to you and to yours in 2012!