Day 15: Obinutuzumab CANCELLED

The three days after my Tuesday, January 9th infusion went well. I managed to get in a one-mile walk in and spend some time with my cousin on his birthday on Friday. Saturday during the day, I slept all day, periodically waking up to drink some water and eat something. I just listen to my body. If it says sleep, I sleep. I slept all night Saturday night. Sunday and Monday I did okay. I was able to get out of the house for a short time.

Tuesday, January 16th was supposed to me my next “Full Monte” dose of Obinutuzumab. I saw Dr. Robin before my infusion. She said that the blood draw from last week showed that my platelets and protein are low. I have never had a problem with my platelets ever.

My white blood count (WBC) from last week was finally in the normal range (5.6) and my Lymphocytes Absolute count was 0.82. My glucose level was high, but I was not fasting, so she didn’t seem overly concerned about that. My creatinine count was high and that was an indication that I was dehydrated. My RDW-SD count was high, but that was expected during the treatment. The immature Grans Abs was high and that is an indication that my bone marrow is being suppressed and challenged.

She wanted to do another blood draw before the infusion. The new blood draw from Day 15 showed that my platelet count is even lower than it was last week. My bone marrow is being challenged and has not had enough time to heal. Dr. Robin wanted to be safe with the treatment and she believed it was best to give me fluids, up my allopurinol for uric acid to 300 per day, rather than 100 three times per week. My Obinutuzumab treatment was cancelled today.

Next Monday I will get bloodwork done and my next infusion, hopefully, on January 23rd. My oral cancer meds will not happen next week. It will be the week after.

I have her personal cell phone number if I have any issues. She did not want me to be disappointed that we are moving forward with a little stop along the way. I am fine with it. I would rather be safe. I am still here and kickin’ so that is good.

Dr. La Verne

Day 8: Obinutuzumab treatment (Tuesday, 01/09/2024) through Day 10

I rested for a couple hours after my Day 8 treatment (Tuesday) and went to sleep at 8 p.m. Carl has a hard time sleeping without me, so I went to bed early. I had no nausea, no intestinal issues, no joint issues, and just a few hand cramps. The expanded lymph node under my jaw and chin is gone and I do not look like I have the mumps anymore. I feel really good about this. I go back next Tuesday for the next “Full Monte” Obinutuzumab treatment.

Well, the steroids are working. I woke up at 2 a.m. bright and bushy-tailed on Wednesday, graded all my students’ assignments, answered all my student emails, and revised a student resumé by 4:30 a.m. when my husband Carl woke up for coffee and his 2-hour gym workout (crazy man).

At 5:30 a.m. Carl left to go to the gym and I decided I better take a nap, since I have a dental appointment and I want to have enough energy to go on a short walk with my neighbor Linda at 4 p.m. I did not nap. By the time I looked up from my computer it was almost noon.

My friend Robbie brought some hearty food for us, which we are eating tonight (Thursday). Barry and Jodee sent us some soups, biscuits and cookies. The Mac and 3-cheese soup called my name. I am so thankful for all the sweet thoughts and texts. It is making my recovery so much better.

I had Pho for lunch/dinner yesterday and Carl has Tai food so I don’t have to cook again. Thank you Liz and Rocky. I love to cook, but not when I am fatigued. I think I may just get used to all this love. It is certainly helping my mental state.

My blood brother George, who started the same day as I did at NIH (National Institutes of Health) is no longer in the trial because of Afib issues with his heart. He had to have an IVIG infusion last Friday and his respiratory issues have improved. Now he is shoveling snow in Massachusetts.

I start Venetoclax on January 23, 2024. I remember getting mouth blisters the first time I took an oral cancer drug years ago. Dr. Robin’s nurse Becky suggested I rinse my mouth with baking soda and water to neutralize the area to prevent that from happening again.

I walked yesterday with my neighbor Linda for one mile. Three-fourths of the way into it, I got leg cramps in my calves, and I had to use her arm to finish the mile. Before my treatment, Linda and I were walking 3.5 miles three times a week. I am just happy I can do one mile more often. Note to self: Bring water on my walks. Drink more water during the day.

Last night I went to sleep at 9 p.m. I watched “The Holiday” movie. I finally had a good cry. I don’t cry easily so this was a good thing. I woke up at 5 a.m. and had coffee with Carl. This will be another good day.

I am rambling now.

Dr. La Verne

Day 8: Obinutuzumab (01/9/2024)

Last night I slept well. Today is Day 8 of my Obinutuzumab infusion. I took another 3-hour nap during the treatment. I had the full Monte this time and I have done well. No side effects so far except the fatigue.

My oncologist Dr. Robin said that my two days of activity after the initial two treatments was probably because of the steroids. Then my two horizontal days were because I overdid my activity. I need to strike a balance here. LOL.

I will tell you that my ASU students inspire me. I love hearing about their outlook for the future. I have such faith that these human beings will make our world better.

I am grateful that I moved my courses online. I would not have the energy to drive around town and hunt for a parking space at the university. I save my energy for my students and their success.

I came home to a wonderful dinner cooked by a chef from Sally and Bill. I will tell you that not having to exert the energy to cook has been a real blessing, since fatigue seems to be my downfall. I listen to my body. When it is tired, I rest. So I am resting now.

With gratuity,

Dr. La Verne

Day 7: Obinutuzumab infusions

Days 3 and 4 after two treatments of Obinutuzumab were good days. I felt alert and even walked a mile each day.

Days 5 and 6 (Saturday and Sunday) were horizontal days. I also had a headache. I slept most of the day on Day 5. I guess my body needed it. I went to sleep at 6 p.m. on Day 5 and slept until midnight. I got up to get a glass of water and went back to sleep until 4:30 a.m. Then I had my coffee and went back to sleep for two more hours. My body has been getting rid of a lot of fluid. I am keeping hydrated.

I was delighted when I received a soup package from Lucy. The tomato basil soup felt good going down my throat. My daughter Tonya made homemade egg rolls. I put on a pot of rice and that was all I had to do for dinner. Not having to cook is a real help to me.

Today is Day 7. I had a little dizziness when I first woke up, but I feel better. My temperature is a little elevated today, but within range. I am supposed to go to the hospital if my temperature reaches 100.4.

Tomorrow is my next infusion. Today will be a good day. I am happy that I have been able to stay away from some of the worst side effects.

Dr. La Verne

Day 2: New Treatment (01-03-2024)

Yesterday before I had my first treatment, I managed to grow a huge honking 2-inch lymph node under the left side of my jaw in seven days. It looked like I had the mumps! I stopped taking Imbruvica on Dec. 26th. By this morning it was half the size. The infusions must have made a difference.

I do recommend having a port put in. It makes the infusion process and the blood draw process so much easier. I recommend applying a big blob of prescribed Lidocaine and Prilocaine cream and cover it with Saran wrap one hour before the treatment. The Saran wrap is to protect your clothing. I would also suggest that the nurse spray the anesthetic spray on the port as well. That way I did not feel the prick.

Yesterday I was prepared for a night of nausea, since I am prone to that. Carl put a bucket by my bed. I also had my other prescriptions. Well, I had no issues all night and woke up feeling fine. I do have a bit of a steroid face, but I have a round face anyway, so it did not bother me.

We checked into Day 2 at 8 a.m. and I was on my way home before 2 p.m. I brought a book to read. I started out with Tylenol pills and an infusion of steroids and Benedryl. Then I was given a ramped up 900 mg of Obinutuzumab (9 times more than yesterday). By 10 a.m. the Benedryl kicked in and I took a nap. The nurse woke me up after three hours and told me I would be unhooked in 30 minutes. My infusion neighbor told me that I did not snore. LOL. I could have slept longer. Carl was running errands and came back to pick me up and that was that. I feel well rested.

On our way out we saw Dr. Robin Obenchain, my oncologist. She is such a caring person. I got a big hug from her and told her that so far, my talent of napping was coming in handy. We laughed.

I had a visit from my daughter Tonya and that was good medicine for me. So let’s see how tonight goes. So far so good. The force is with me.

Love & Gratitude, Dr. La Verne

Day 1 of new treatment (01-02-2024)

Happy New Year! Today was the first day of my new treatment. I originally thought my husband Carl and I would be in the infusion room for three hours. We checked in at 8 a.m. and I was unhooked from the infusion at 2:51 pm – almost seven hours later.

The first two hours was used to prevent side effects from the Obinutuzumab by administering Tylenol, steroids, and Benadryl. I then received GAZYVA (Obinutuzumab) 100 mg in sodium chloride 0.9% 104mL/IVPB 100 mg bag. I am thankful I got a port because I cannot see how this would work with my crooked veins.

Lonnie, a cancer survivor from my Living Well cancer support group, came to chat with me. The Benadryl was making me sleepy so after she left, I did one of my best talents – I took a 3-hour nap. The nurse kept checking up on me making sure I was okay. I was listening to an Audible book, but I can’t even tell you what that was about since I slept so deeply.

I am now home and was told to take my temperature every day. Anything over 100.4 degrees is cause for concern. I got through the first infusion of Obinutuzumab with no initial side effects. I need to look out for fever, cough, or muscle and joint pain. The nurse said that tonight I may have side effects, such as diarrhea, nausea and vomiting, mouth sores, shortness of breath, rapid heart rate, problems with balance or coordination, problems with speech or walking, fainting, and headache.

Obinutuzumab, just like Rutuximab, may cause a serious viral infection of the brain that can lead to disability or death. I know they have to tell every patient this. She warned us that if I start to have any change in my mental state, decreased vision, or problems with speech or walking that start out gradually and get worse quickly, don’t bother calling the nurse, just go to emergency immediately.

The nurse gave me prescriptions for the side effects.

I got a text saying that our dinner will be delivered at 4:30 pm today. Thank you, Liz and Rocky. That was the best news of all. I do not have to have Chef Carl cook me dinner. I got Pita Jungle!

I will keep you updated on how everything goes tonight. Until then, be grateful.

I am Waiting for the Light

People say that I am “a tough bird,” “scrappy,” and “resilient.” If I seem unemotional at times, it is because pragmatism is my survival mode.

Everyone thinks I am fine because I have always had to be strong. I have always been the one with a good head on my shoulders. I have always pulled up my own big girl panties and dealt with the challenges in my life. I realize now I have passed my most difficult internal moments alone when everyone believed I was okay.

I have never been able to roll over and let someone else lead the way. I have never had that option. Perhaps the truth is that I have never allowed someone to lead the way because I have always believed I had to do it myself.

In today’s blog I will get real and share the other side of my cancer journey – the emotional side. Ever since I was diagnosed with high-risk chronic lymphocytic leukemia, I have not been able to have a fully engaging cryfest. I have wanted to cry, because I understand how therapeutic it is for your body and mind to get those tears out. At times I think I should watch the movie “The Notebook” again to release my emotions. I figured out that I must have difficulty crying because deep down I am afraid that if I start crying, I may not be able to stop. There are days when I feel like I have used up my quota of tears in my life, and there are no more to shed.

Being diagnosed with cancer is a grieving process. We are grieving about the life we no longer have. We are grieving about the unfairness of it all.

Clinical complete remission was a good place for me to be. I could go through my life not focusing on the cancer all the time. I could look at my life with fresh eyes and be grateful for all my blessings. I could really live.

Then the cancer progressed. Yes, as my blood brother George says, “It’s a bump in the road.” I got my shit together and got my plan in place for the next treatment. I was ready. I was ready for any side effects, since I have spent years in a Phase 2 trial which is all about side effects. I looked forward to getting ‘er done.

Then it happened. The 41-minute conversation I had with the pharmacist about the toxicity of the drug changed my perspective. I have been one of those people who tried to live a clean life. I never smoked. I never took drugs. I only drank a glass of red wine once in a blue moon. I always tried to live a healthy life. And there I was … coming to terms with the fact that I cannot put this cancer drug in my weekly pill box because it will contaminate the rest of my vitamins and medications. I must wash my hands before I take the pill and it is preferred that I dump the pill from the bottle to a paper cup before it goes in my mouth. I must wash my hands after I take the pill and God forbid that I accidently touch my eyes. What in the hell am I going to be putting in my body?!? And this is my best option, according to the experts. There are days I want to drive down Central Avenue with my car windows rolled up and scream at the top of my lungs!

Many of my blood sisters and blood brothers on this journey have been able to do well off cancer meds and not had to move on to another cancer treatment. Because I drew the Bingo card for high-risk CLL, that does not apply to me. And I started the whole grieving process again of “Why? Why me?”

I fully understand that the thoughts I play in my head affect my body. I get that. Sometimes I just must give myself grace and know that this is the journey I must take in my life. My life has purpose. I know I am not done with what I am supposed to be doing on this earth. I want to keep living, but I am also not afraid to die. When it is my time to die, I want to do it doing the things I love.

I suppose part of the frustration is that the movie of my life I play in my head is not the reality of what I must live with. I know others have it far worse than me, but for today I am going to allow myself to be the focus. I am allowing myself to have a pity party. Believe me, I do not want anyone else to pity me. I can do that very well all by myself.

Others tend to lean on me, but sometimes I am the one who needs a shoulder to lean on. I just need a little kindness right now. I sometimes ask myself why I feel like I reach out to others, value, and love them more than they do me. If I stopped reaching out, maybe I would be faced with the stillness of silence. Maybe that is okay.

I have always been the giver in life. Lately I have been asking myself “When is it my turn?” Maybe it will never be my turn and that’s just how life is. Maybe that is okay.

I am waiting for the light to shine on my life again. Today is just one of those days. But I am exhausted now, and a few tears are starting to fall. Tomorrow will be another day … God willing.

Dr. La Verne