Round 3 *ding ding*

So, it's been a while since I've been on here because I've been spending every second I could making up for lost time with Chase. Aside from that, things have been pretty uneventful, which has been nice.

Round 3 started off pretty uneventfully. I met with the doctor who said things seemed to be going really well so far. She got me scheduled for a CT scan on March 2 so we can see how the tumor is responding to the chemo. Not going to lie: I'm very excited to know how things are going, but pretty nervous at the same time. After my time with her, I went over to the infusion suite and got all hooked up. It was kind of weird because it was the first time that I was there by myself. I sent Chris to Disney to get some pins that were coming out that he really wanted. It might sound terrible, but it was kind of nice to be there by myself. One of my first meds is Benadryl, so I was able to take a really good nap! Then, I spent some time talking with other patients. I usually don't do that because I'm talking with him. I met quite a few people who were on their last treatment, which was really great to hear! And everyone is just so supportive of everyone else. It's really a great feeling.

Chris came by with lunch on his way back from Disney. Not going to lie: once he got there, I realized that I missed him being there! We ate lunch together, looked through the pins he got and the pins he traded for, and just spent some nice time together.

The really fun part came when it was time for my adriamycin push. For some reason, they weren't getting a blood return from my port. I ended up with two nurses trying to get a return. They had me turning my head, stretching my neck, positioning my arms in all kinds of crazy ways, and nothing! They said that since I'm young, my body may be healing around the port. They said it's an easy fix: just go to the hospital and get some anti-clotting medicine injected into the port. Said it pretty much works like Drain-O (though that's not something I'll be trying anytime soon!) One of the nurses had one last idea: stand up, hunch my shoulders forward, put my head down, and have the other nurse press on the port. Not going to lie: it was not a very comfortable position, but when they were able to get a return, I was NOT about to move! I stood in that position for about 15 minutes while they pushed the adriamycin in. It was actually quite comical:

Friday I went back and got my Neulasta shot, which I have to say is worse than the chemo. The actual shot isn't bad, just a quick injection in my stomach, but the shot stimulates my bone marrow to start making more white cells and it makes me incredible achy. Tylenol helps, but I feel like I move really slowly. We brought Chase with us for the shot because we're usually in and out in a few minutes. Everyone made such a fuss over him! They gave him a car, a balloon, a lollipop... He's going to want to go every time if they keep this up!