Well, WBR kicked my tush on Day 1! Not exactly what I wanted to have happen but damn, it happened!
I was one of the rare cases, the one that reacts on Day 1 to WBR. My first session took place at 5:00 pm. Which was rescheduled an hour early at the last-minute. By 7:30 pm I had a splitting headache. By 11:00 pm I was in the bathroom; nausea had evolved into vomiting. Being caught totally off guard I did not have the right drugs on hand to combat the attack. (Read: I was screwed!)
After a phone in to the Radiation Oncologist On-Call, I had a prescription for dissolvable Zofran written; ready for pick up immediately at the closest 24-hour pharmacy. Dissolvable pills were essential as they melt in your mouth; not requiring any water to get them down, water that will later end up in the toilet, along with the pill.
SW came to my aid and hit the road at 12:30 am. After mild complications, only 7 pills of the 30 prescribed were filled. It is frustrating needing pre-authorizations for the meds, but enough were handed out to get me through the next few days.
By 2:30 am I was done being ill. Afraid to leave the bathroom, I crashed out in the tiny space between my toilet and bathtub in child’s pose. I don’t recommend this position for snoozing! At 4:30 am, when I tried going to bed, getting my legs to work was next to impossible. Although, I was highly motivated to lay in a warm bed – with Mr Pink nearby just in case.
Now, I am back to an okay-to-normal state. I’m still trying to get enough Zofran to last through the weekend and eventually through treatment. I understand regulating the amount of prescription drugs that are distributed but why anti-nausea drugs? I’m sure a long-winded explanation exists as sure as I’m not going to make the time to listen to it.