11:46 AM
Wow, sorry it's been so long. I have been using every ounce of energy to win this battle. The side effects really kicked in by week 8. I can't type a full thought in one sentence without going off track. Does that make sense? I can stare at the computer screen for hours.
Around week 12, I hit a new low. Nausea, headache ,vomiting, rapid heart rate, back pain, joint pain, blurred vision you name it, it hurts. I spent my second & final 12 hour stay in research yesterday. What a long painful day. I was dehydrated, so blood had to be 'DRAWN', literally. It was between 25-30 syringes taken over a 12 hour period. I vomited twice there. Dr. Jen says my tests look good with the exception of the liver.
AST -215 ALT-120.
Both these #'s should be below 47.
They have been coming down the last 3 draws so I am not too concerned with this. Dr Jen's first question " have you considered quitting?" "Yes," I replied .I have a couple times. Then I dismiss the thought. She then explains that because I was an RVR and considering the side effects, it's conceivable at this to consider 24 week Tx instead of going the 48. My cure rate will go from 97% to 81%. If I do only 24 weeks & I relapse…there is a promising new drug due out this summer. In 3-6 months results have been promising. I agreed to consider this, though, I believe that I should go the distance here, as long as health permits it. I can't cop out as long as I have the Lord on my side. I feel strong about my will to survive .My desire to conquer this dragon. As long as I keep this mindset, I can't go wrong.
I am concerned however that I can barely stand 5 mins without getting dizzy. My heart rate goes right up . Last night, just walking up 3 flights of stairs, I was in the bathroom gagging. I felt as though I would pass out. Every time I stood up I got dizzy. Later, I'm sitting in a chair when my lower abdomen started to burn. I stood up and said "I don't like the way I feel." Wayne stated, I hit the wall & fell in my bedroom doorway. I was babbling incoherently. I came to, throwing up as he was caring me to the toilet. He put a cold towel on my head & brought me through, what ever that was .I felt better after that. My poor Wayne was a nervous wreck. I will call Dr. Monica on Monday.
So, today is Wayne's birthday. He had to work:( I managed to bake some brownies….that's all…brownies. Hey, I'm impressed I was able to do that & type this much. Take note at the time I began at the top. It is now nearing 1:oopm. Please forgive any brain fog that may have distorted my thoughts and/or words. I will try to come here more often
Peace
