Honestly, I don't know where that term comes from but it goes through my mind constantly these days, and actually, one of the nurses during chemo quoted it back to me last week. She didn't remember where it came from either.
I guess it goes through my mind so much because so many chemicals go through my body these days. I thought I'd share some of the stuff I'm taking, ingesting, streaming with you.
First off there's Adriamycin (aka, Doxorubicin, aka Dave). This is one of the big ones I get during Chemo. It injures cancer cells, resulting in their death. It can damage my heart. It's red (yes, folks, I pee red now, at least the first few days after chemo).
Next, the other bad boy, Cytoxan (aka Cyclophosphamide, aka Clyde). The other big Cancer drug (also used it seems for some auto-immune diseases). It too injures cancer cells, resulting in their deaths.
Next up, all the drugs I take to counteract the effects of the twins, Clyde and Dave:
Ativan (aka lorazepam) - honestly not sure if this is anti-nausea, anti-anxiety or just something that helps me sleep. I took it for the first three nights.
Compazine (aka prochloperazine) - anti-nausea - not so much.
Zofran (aka odansentron) - another anti-nausea - again, not so much. Apparently, I was getting some of this in the IV last week that was supposed to last a few days - uh, no.
Colase - stool softening (don't you just love the mental image I conjured for you): best advice, to take it the day I started chemo. I had no, shall we say, stuffy problems.
Some drug I can't remember, but it's a shot they gave me 24 hours after the chemo to help me produce white blood cells.
Now the drugs I take to counter the side effects of the drugs I'm taking to counter the side effects of the twins, Clyde and Dave (follow that?):
Claritan - don't ask me why - but that white blood cell shot I took apparently causes bone pain and the Claritan helps that (had to take it for the first five nights after the shot).
Immodium AD - well you saw that colase one, well apparently, eventually, not being stuffy, could lead to being rather ... loose ... shall we say. So you need this to get somewhat stuffy again. Luckily, I haven't needed this yet.
What's funny, is that all this is for the girl whose mother had to chase her around the house, tackle her and pin her down in order to get her to take cough medicine. I've always said, God possesses nothing, if not a sense of irony.