Well, almost the end of Cycle 2. The difference between Cycle 1 and Cycle 2 is
that I am now taking Revlimid, in addition to Velcade and Dexamethasone. Revlimid is the thalidomide-related drug that
costs so much. I am taking one pill a day
for 14-days. Unfortunately, last weekend
there was a change of plans that resulted in me returning to Stow on Monday
instead of Sunday. I thought I had not
packed a Sunday Revlimid pill, so I emailed Katie Conway, asking what I should
do. The answer was to skip the day, not
to double up on the next day. Well it
turned out that I had packed a Sunday-night pill, so it seemed there was no
issue. But then Monday night we had a
memorial service in Worcester, and my job was to pick up Brian at the commuter
rail station. Mentally as I packed my
backpack, I said the next step was to pack in my pills. Unfortunately the mental step was never made
actual, so I got into Jamaica Plain without any pills. Since I take the Revlimid at night (it is
supposed to make you quite tired, so better at night), that meant a skipped
pill. I started the pills on Wednesday
of the first week, as it took 2 days for the pills to be delivered by UPS. So in the end I did end up skipping a day,
and my Revlimid will continue through next Wednesday. So Cycle 2 is not really over yet.
I asked Katie Conway (Dr. Levine’s Nurse Practitioner) for
all of my blood readings. I have
transferred the to a spreadsheet, hoping they would begin to make some
sense. Unfortunately, very little
sense. Some of the footnotes are
instructive. In measuring the Protein
and Immunoelectrophoresis on 5/18 and 6/26 there were footnotes on the PEP and
IFE tests. Don’t ask me what PEP or IFE
stand for. The PEP Footnote reads, “Trace
abnormal band in Gamma Region based on IFE identified as Monoclonal IGG Lambda
now represents 2% of total protein.
Trace Monoclonal Free (Bence-Jones) Lambda also seen on IFE.” The IFE footnote reads, “Monoclonal IGG
Lambda and Monoclonal Free (Bence-Jones) Lambda confirmed.” Urine tests were requested both days and
footnotes on the U-PEP and IFE Urine tests show different results. U-PEP: “No protein detected. Negative for Bence-Jones protein.” IFE: “No protein detected. Based on IFE no Monoclonal immunoglobulin
seen. Negative for Bence-Jones protein.” So I guess I was not excreting any of these
marker proteins.
The blood tests do put asterisks against readings that are
beyond the normal range. So I have a
number of readings I have highlighted red in my spreadsheet as they are too
high (hot), and a larger number highlighted blue, as they are too low (cold). But none of them make any sense yet. I either need to do some internet research or
speak to someone who can interpret them for me, such as Bridget or Katie
Conway.
Generally, I am feeling pretty good. It has been weeks since I broke any new
bones, so the back and ribs are clearly healing. I probably have another couple of weeks when
I need to wear my back brace, and I will continue to take things easy and not
do any heavy lifting. I have an appointment
to see the back doctor toward the end of July.
I hope he can do something to correct my posture. I am now able to walk without my canes for
short trips, but I cannot really straighten up my back. Presumably that is the result of the form in
which my vertebrae cracked and have now healed in place. Perhaps the injection of some super-glue or
some cement to help straighten the back would help. Dr. Levine said to get any such elective
surgery out of the way before we begin the transplant.
The two biggest side effects of the medication are 1) the
inability to eat very much, and 2) sleeplessness on the nights after taking the
steroid. I can now understand Barbie’s
drive to read in the middle of the night.
I do have a pill that fights nausea and insomnia, but it appears to work
for about 4 hours. So at 2AM I am awake
and wired. One night I set up this
blog. Another night I responded to some
emails that had been hanging around on my to-do list for a couple of
weeks. Eventually, I take a second
insomnia pill and return to bed. The
inability to eat very much was severely tested by the Idlewild picnic. Freshly grilled meat, interesting veggies,
nice salads, and irresitable desserts made for a long afternoon. I did not succeed in turning enough food
down, so I was burping and hiccupping the rest of the day. Luckily, there was no need to have any
supper, so we went for a beautiful sail.
After that my tummy seemed to settle, and the rest of the evening was
OK. But I ate just a fraction of what I
normally would have eaten at the picnic.
Maybe next year.
We are up in New Hampshire enjoying gorgeous weather and
stress-free life. Thanks to the men who
came up two weekends ago, there are no major projects outstanding that need
brute force. So we are forced to swim,
take walks, do little puttering, and take nice sails. Tough life.
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