I have to go to the emergency room again. My blood pressure is too low, and I reported feeling dizzy when I stood up, and the home health nurse called my oncologist's office, which called back only after the nurse triage office closed, so I can't go there, so I have to go to the eff-ing emergency room, maybe just to get rehydrated. Steve is going to come home early to take me there, and the nanny said she can stay late, so thank God that works out.
This round of chemo really kicked me to the curb. I didn't get dressed all weekend. Just too tired and foggy and nauseous. Just lay in bed and read romance novels intermittent with sleep. Today I got dressed around noon. I'm off one of the drugs but have another day on the other. I hear it starts to affect you more with each cycle, which scares me. How much of this can I take?
Addendum, next morning: Thanks for all your good wishes! Everything was fine. They couldn't find any other clues to explain the low blood pressure, and by the time I arrived at the hospital, it was back up to the low side of regular. They took blood and urine samples and fed me a sandwich. I asked them not to put an IV in if I could take fluids orally, to which the doctor agreed. Steve and I got to watch some HGTV, and I went home with instructions to drink lots of fluids. Today I had enough energy to weed and water the garden. Four hours until I'm off the pumps. Yeah!