Well, I told you in the beginning that I would share the good, the bad, and the bald, so if you don't want to hear the latest, I suggest you not read the rest of this blog entry since it is an intense one. (Don't say I didn't warn you!)
Last night I slept on my bathroom floor with my cell phone dialed to 911 ... let's start from the beginning.
I woke up yesterday and had started my period ... again. So, I am basically having a period every two weeks now that I have started chemotherapy. You either have them more often, or not at all. Lucky me! I am now anemic, so the loss of blood is not a good thing. I could not stand up last night without getting extremely weak and dizzy, so I just kept laying down. The dizziness made me nauseous. What a vicious cycle! Even laying down, the room was spinning. I was a mess. If I had not fallen asleep, I would have called 911.
I woke this morning feeling better, even though the period continues. I felt my nose running and upon wiping in on the back of my hand I noticed a streak of blood. It didn't take long and I was standing over my toilet with my nose pouring like a faucet with bright red blood and clots. Despite the signs that things are getting worse and my body is not happy, I drove to work. BIG MISTAKE! By the time I arrived I was back to my laying-on-the-floor state from last night. I called my oncologist's office and they want to see me immediately since it appears that I am losing too much blood. My body has decided to bleed out for some reason. I hope this is an easy fix although I fear it is not.
Off to the hospital ...
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