Round One
Immunotherapy Begins
Immunotherapy Round One commenced on Tuesday the 16th.
I went into the hospital with surprising calm. I asked Candace to not join me because I was worried that it would be too much/too overwhelming for her. I've always been the one with the stomach for this sort of thing, and it is always harder to watch for those who cannot do anything but sit and observe. She was reluctant, but ultimately resigned herself to stay with me in prayer only and wait for me to report back.
The process was uncomfortable. That is it in a nutshell and also is an understatement. One down, five to go. Small price to pay for victory.
Today is Saturday. It has been four days, and here is my status:
Best day since immunotherapy was administered. I've felt semi-covid-esque since Tuesday.; blah and low energy/low mental sharpness. I'm not sure if this is going to be the norm following each weekly treatment, but I did hear from someone who has done this that it fluctuates from week to week.
The good-ish news is that the nurse administering the treatment said that if my immune system was up to par, I would feel like garbage quickly and intensely. Well? I felt the effects drop on me like bricks about an hour to an hour and a half after I left the hospital.
This Tuesday, Candace will be joining me. I decided that there wouldn't be anything to cause the possibility of her being the second patient, so we would be able to hang out together and complain about Seattle drivers. See you in a week.
~KL
I went into the hospital with surprising calm. I asked Candace to not join me because I was worried that it would be too much/too overwhelming for her. I've always been the one with the stomach for this sort of thing, and it is always harder to watch for those who cannot do anything but sit and observe. She was reluctant, but ultimately resigned herself to stay with me in prayer only and wait for me to report back.
The process was uncomfortable. That is it in a nutshell and also is an understatement. One down, five to go. Small price to pay for victory.
Today is Saturday. It has been four days, and here is my status:
Best day since immunotherapy was administered. I've felt semi-covid-esque since Tuesday.; blah and low energy/low mental sharpness. I'm not sure if this is going to be the norm following each weekly treatment, but I did hear from someone who has done this that it fluctuates from week to week.
The good-ish news is that the nurse administering the treatment said that if my immune system was up to par, I would feel like garbage quickly and intensely. Well? I felt the effects drop on me like bricks about an hour to an hour and a half after I left the hospital.
This Tuesday, Candace will be joining me. I decided that there wouldn't be anything to cause the possibility of her being the second patient, so we would be able to hang out together and complain about Seattle drivers. See you in a week.
~KL
