On Tuesday, I went into the hospital for the second Thyrogen injection. Like the first one, it was a small needle and very quick. The only change was the location. The nurse put it in the right hip. I don't think that I had any side effects to the injection. My endocrinologist said it was something our bodies already produce, so it's not like it was anything new. My skin is a little sensitive to Band-Aids, so each of the spots were a little itchy.
On Wednesday morning, I went back to the hospital for the I-131 treatment. I feel like I shouldn't say 131 because it was only 4 mCi. (Huge difference-especially in terms of isolation). It was kind of funny because there were a lot of patients in the nuclear medicine part of hospital, where I was, so the head of nuclear meds took me into the room where I will get my total body scan on Friday. She apologized, but it wasn't really a big deal that there wasn't a "room" for me. I am sure other people had more extensive treatments that they were getting.
Anyway, I didn't take the picture of the container this time, but I have one from the first treatment...
The container looked very similar to this one, but smaller and the top had a different time and different dosage amount. It is funny how "big" and "thick" the metal container is and knowing that whatever is inside will go in my body?!? Anyway, the director of nuclear meds opened it up and took a teeny tiny tube out and poured the pill into a small cup. Again, I heard the words, "DON'T TOUCH IT!" I had to just throw it back in my mouth and swallow as much water as possible. No biggie...right? She made sure it was all the way down, and I was on my way out of the hospital. Gosh, I am so blessed that it is nothing more. God is amazing, and it is so wonderful that he has given the knowledge to cancer/medical researchers to prevent me to do anything more.
Unlike the last time, I was told 2 or 3 times that there are no restrictions this time. (So, I went straight to Publix after the hospital. ha!) I didn't have to stay in my room or flush the toilet 20 times after each use. (Really not 20 times, but it felt like it the first go around.) I will wait a few days before seeing my "fresh out of the oven" niece, Sophia.
Precious, right? It is little people like her (and my other nieces, Emmy and Mckenna, that are what gives me my encouragement....along with my family and Nate. :)