An update to what's going on this week. After Maries' confusion and vomiting on Monday night, she seemed better on Tuesday. On Wednesday the confusion came back. Marie also developed blisters on her lips. So I called the doctors office. It was late in the afternoon. I explained to the nurse what was going on, and she told me that there were no doctors available, but they would get back to me by the next day. She was very reassuring and was glad that I called. Later that evening Marie began vomiting again.
What I was concerned about, was the fact that this was an off week for chemotherapy. I wasn't expecting Marie to get "sick". I was worried that an infection might be setting in. With her resistance down, because of all the chemotherapy, an infection could be dangerous. I was glad the doctors were going to call beck by the next day.
The next morning, my cell phone rang. It was a nurse. But it was a different nurse form the day before. She asked me how Marie was doing. And then asked if I had called our family physician. I thought that was a strange question. I told her that I was at work, and our daughter was home watching her mother that day. When I left for work, Marie was still asleep, so I didn't know how she was feeling yet. The nurse seemed agitated, and told me to call back when I knew how Marie was doing.
I called home to get the update. I found out that she was doing okay and was feeling alright. The blisters, which had disappeared later on some day they appeared, had not come back. I called back the doctors office and got the nurse on the phone. I asked her, if she was the same nurse, I spoke to the day before. And she said no, that was a different nurse. I told her I knew it must have been a different nurse, but she never responded to my statement. I proceeded to tell her about Marie, and then I asked her, why, she wanted to know, if I called our family physician. So she said, let me look at the notes. Well, she said, looking at this, you should have called us.
That's right, she looked at the notes after I questioned her.
I believe she must have figured out where I was going with this, and she quickly changed her attitude. She became kind and understanding. She took the time to explain that they wanted Marie to take the next round of chemotherapy. It was to start the next day. It is important to get that round in, if we can. An MRI is scheduled for next week, and if we can keep Marie on her current schedule, we should be able to tell if the chemo is working. The nurse went on to explain what signs I should watch for, and what reasons I should call back.
Today is Saturday, and Marie is taking her last round of chemo, before the next MRI. She seems to be doing okay.
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