Monday was a real struggle and really a waste of time. I had talked to Rob about getting bloodwork done at his office on Monday but obviously there was a miscommunication since the results wouldn’t be ready till Tuesday but Rob promised to send the results over at 8. I got to his office around 10, and Valarie did her job as well as she always does, then I picked up some food and headed back home where I dropped off to be and had such a struggle getting out of bed. I finally got out around 3 and decided to head into town to do my blog and then go to the Holy Spirit group at seven. I was too tired to blog so I called Rob and told him what was going on and how I couldn’t get out of bed so he told me to stop the Zoloft which I was going to do anyway. I parked in the Perry Street garage and rested until 6:15. It was hot and I got all sweaty and I finally had to open all the windows to get some air in and I decided to drive about to air out my shirt and I put on some deodorant. I mentioned to Joseph that I wasn’t feeling well and later he praised me for coming even though I wasn’t feeling well and asked for prayers for me. It was a pretty powerful evening with about 20 people showing up and some pretty good singing. Both Marys chatted with me afterwards but I still wasn’t feeling well and I was kind of numb driving home. I had an orange and some steamed vegetables for dinner and went to bed around 11:15, taking a full valium and hoping for a decent night’s sleep but that was not going to happen and I kept checking the clock every 20 minutes or so. Awful night but I finally got up around 6:15 and washed the dishes, took a shower and then packed up my stuff and headed out.
Tuesday is going to be a long day since the bloodwork got messed up again so I had to have the bloodwork done here even though I had it done at Rob’s yesterday. Nurse Lorrie put the IV in around 9 (it took her two tries but it didn’t bother me much) and then finally we got the IV started around 10 so I won’t be getting out until around 9:45. I had a roommate, Lee, a 28 year old fellow with stage 4 rectal cancer and he was getting 5-FU and Oxalyplatin. He had a criminal past (non-violent) but we chatted quite a bit about Jesus and he also is looking for faith. He told me to talk with his father Gerald when he came back and Gerald was impressive, telling me stories about his seeing Jesus and other folks seeing angels around him. Eventually he knelt beside my bed and had me confess in front of Lee and Gerald’s pregnant young wife that I believed in God and Jesus and the Holy Spirit and he said that now the Holy Spirit had entered my heart. I didn’t feel much of a change but I did appreciate his efforts. Definitely an intense and interesting guy who certainly has the Holy Spirit in his heart. Claire Hall also came to visit and it was nice to chat with her and while she was here Dr. Trivedi came by and said that my test results were better, that my blood level only a pint and a half down, and that the other figures were closer to normal. She is okay with me going down to 17 and ½ on the prednisone but she thought I should wean myself off the Zoloft slowly, one pill tonight (I didn’t take any yesterday) and then skip a night then one pill, then two days off before taking another pill. Sounds like a reasonable plan and I just hope that I can get some energy back. It is almost astonishing how tired I became. I am pretty sure it is the Zoloft although Trivedi said the chemo could also weaken me. She also said that it is possible that if my numbers are good enough, that I may not need another chemo. I took a twenty minute walk a half hour ago and I hope to get another one in before my 9 pm treatment.