I haven’t written in a bit because it’s been a little crazy.

I had my first event of the year January 30th-Feb 1st. Then on February 2nd, I had my first Zometa infusion. I mean okay it was pretty uneventful for the most part. They said I would probably be a little tired and then have mild flu-like symptoms. I can totally handle that.

I got home and crashed. Slept for 26 hours. Woke up for an hour and then crashed again for another day. I was in so much pain and the flu symptoms were horrendous. The coughing was so bad that I had to hold my head then I coughed. I sent a message over to my dr. and she was like it’s the worst side effect she’s ever heard of. Well, why? Because I also tested positive for COVID. Yes, I FINALLY got the COVID. Perfect time to get it. I have no idea when covid symptoms started and I have no idea what are Zometa symptoms and which are covid.

I’m still coughing and things hurt and my head is killing me. Still have no idea what is what. I get my next infusion on March 2nd. That should sort some things out. And yes, I’m staying away from all people as much as possible.

With this, I have to wait until I get better and at least am not nauseous before I start the Ibrance. So in between all this, I’ve been navigating my way around the specialty pharmacy. Quite the interesting ordeal. Needless to say, everything is taken care of and I’ll finally get to start the Ibrance here in the next week. That didn’t take long, did it? Turns out they sent everything to the wrong specialty pharmacy that was out of network. So they called me and I got everything straightened out. But this is the hardest of it all (supposedly) Once they have me in the system everything should go rather smoothly from here on out.