Excerpt from my diary of Trip to Germany, Feb. 10-11, 2014
On Saturday I had a 2 NaCl intravenous and iron/artesunat in my non-lymph node arm. I’m getting a bit anxious about Tuesday when I find out whether or not the treatment is working. The skin underneath my eyes were turning a bit black after the iron infusion. I look like a raccoon. Today I had to do a urine sample and I am now hooked up for an ozone treatment. The first two times they tried to find a vein, they collapsed. My right arm is quite purple. They are going to have to use my left arm now. I think my intestines are doing much better from the look of my stool this morning…much much better. I would like to take a short day trip to Strasberg in France. Got to go either today or Wednesday because I have afternoon colon cleanses booked for Tuesday and Thursday. Looks like one of the doctors is preparing some more injections for me. Augh! This afternoon it was raining so we went to the Faberge museum…nice place. It’s not always open. No one is allowed to take photos of anything in there, but there is a giant rabbit in the garden in the back I will have to get a photo of. Going to hang around with the Italian couple again. They feed us well and they are fun to be with!
Had my ozone/ferritin infusion this morning and two shots. First time, my vein collapsed. Second time it was good. Couldn’t move to jinx it; it hurt. Quietly listened to Christmas music Sia sent me from Australia on my ipod. Went to see Dr Sommer in the afternoon…was dreading what he was going to say. He is a man of few words…he didn’t want Bobo in there either which made me nervous…but everything is pretty much okay. Lymph system and kidneys are still not functioning optimally, but everything else is good. He said the cancer is dormant/sleeping and I don’t have to take the chemo drug…alleluia. I don’t think I could stand taking the Xeloda anymore anyway…my feet are ruined and need to recoup. Hopefully the German drug artesunate is going to keep the cancer in check…which I’d much rather take that than xeloda. No side effects. I need to send a urine sample here in three months (May). I’m suppose to have a CT scan in Toronto in March. All is good, thank the good Lord for that. Celebrated with a glass of champagne, prawns and spaghetti aioli olio, espresso, and the most amazing dessert made out of hazelnuts (tasted like Ferrero chocolates). It was soooo good. Sucked the brains out of the prawns too. They were so delicious…grossed out Bobo because the eyeballs were still on them.
Decided to try my luck at the casino. Geoffrey and Carmella joined us. Geoffrey told us that no one wins there…he was right. It wasn’t like Vegas at all where you hear the constant dinging of the bells from people winning and it really stunk of cigarette smoke. We were there for about 2 hours…lost $40…it kind of was a rip off, but it was good entertainment for a while. There were hardly any people in there. And get this, you have to pay to get in! We weren’t able to go to the card tables because we had to dress up to get admitted…we were delegated to the downstairs gambling department. Now my tummy hurts…couldn’t take the smell of the cigarettes; it turns my stomach. Oh well. Unfortunately, I also dropped my phone on the granite floor at the casino after talking to my Australian cousin, Boo. Gotta go find my friend at the Internet cafe to see if he can get it working again or else I will have to buy another phone. (he is very nice to me…he gave me a ticket to the Festspielhaus so I could attend a concert of a woman (Alice Sarah Ott) playing Mozart and Schubert on a grand piano).
It’s nice outside, spring-like. I like walking around here, even at night. Very safe. Need to phone home and hear how the kids did with their report cards! Hope Claire is okay with the cats being in the house. Tomorrow we are hoping to go to Strasbourg, France. Looks like they have a lot of medieval buildings to see. It’s an hour away by train. I really enjoy travelling by train..it’s so quiet and relaxing to see the country-side. I like being a tourist…beats being stuck in the clinic with an IV attached to you. Tomorrow should be a good day…only 4 injections…that’ll give my arms some time to heal. Today I asked Dr Bukiebukie (that’s what his patients call him…Italian for “holes” …get it…they guy who pokes holes in people) to heat up my arms to get my veins to pop up. It worked. My arm didn’t turn black all around the puncture mark after we heated them up with a lamp. Going to try that again on Thursday…hopefully that will be the last of my many infusions. Au revoir! Gotta practice mon Francais.