Day -3 Part 1

It’s a total change of rhythm this morning: since I’m not going over to the Cancer Center for radiation treatment, there’s no need for an early breakfast or rushed departure, which is nice. On the other hand, they are now pumping saline solution into me at twice the previous (already uncomfortable) pace, so my waterlogged feeling yesterday is now even more pronounced. They’re also getting ready to give me Mesna, a so-called “rescue medicine” that, according to Wikipedia (sorry, fellow academics for the shoddy source) “is used therapeutically to reduce the incidence of haemorrhagic cystitis and haematuria when a patient receives ifosfamide or cyclophosphamide for cancer chemotherapy.” Since I’m getting a very concentrated dose of cyclophosphamide in a few hours, and don’t much like the sound of haemorrhagic cystitis and haematuria, I’m all for the extra liquids and the Mesna, which will help me evacuate the extra toxins from my body ASAP, at least in theory. I have no idea how I’ll be feeling later, so I’m making this entry now and am going to jump on my bike before breakfast, in case I don’t feel like it later on. More to come post-cyclophosphamide…