It seems like we are going in circles. The oh-so bothersome side effects from the Vectibix are back, in nearly full force. The rash and infections have once again overtaken Maggie’s face, ears, neck, back, and chest. Our joy in watching them magically disappear has been far overshadowed by the frustration caused by their just-as-magical return.
But, all is not lost. There’s a little sparkle of sunshine we’re hanging on to. See, now that we’ve seen all this general plague stuff go away so quickly, our situation is a little bit easier to accept knowing that we could banish them again within a day. Trouble is that we really need this particular treatment to be effective. And by effective I mean keep the tumors from growing or spreading. To do that we need to stay on this treatment for a while. A loooong while.
In response to the sudden return of the plague, her pretty face has been itching badly. She was up all night last night fighting the urge to scratch. Her eyelids (yes, eyelids) are dry to the touch and it’s causing micro-wrinkles that have caused Maggie some additional beauty concern. She spent the better part of yesterday with a cold press stuck to her face and another good part sleeping. Her energy levels are just not what they used to be. She’s asleep right now trying to catch up, at least a little, from last night.
We started the Xeloda pills again Friday night. Seven days on and seven days off is the cycle we’re on. And
this next Friday (the 26th) is a trip back to The Spa for her CPT-11 kick-in-the-pants. On and on it goes.
Mom Mary and Sister Lori spent many hours here at the house cleaning yesterday. With our attention, time and energy spread so thinly we’ve just been unable to do a lot of basic stuff, like house cleaning. The place was a real wreck and those two angels really helped us out a ton. Thank you so much.