..ang blog ni Yeyen.

I accompanied my mother for her monthly Bisphonal drips to Cagayan De Oro Medical Center this week.  The Bisphonal will preserve her bones which was damaged due to bone disease (osteoblas…something) and as adverse effect of her  anti cancer medication.

The Bisphonal ampule is injected to a dextrose solution set to drip for two hours and it could very well be administered here by the local oncologist.  Unfortunately, my mother’s medical oncologist in Philippine General Hospital is not comfortable with our oncologist here because she is relatively “new”.  He instead insisted that my mother go to Cagayan De Oro City and have a certain lady oncologist there continue the Bisphonal treatment of my mother.  He said he’s confident with this lady oncologist because he trained her at PGH himself.  My sister also knows this lady oncologist because the latter was one of her instructors during medical school.

Immediately upon arrival in Cagayan de Oro City, my mom and I went straight to the hospital to see her OB-GYN Oncologist for her annual check up.  Developing uterine cancer is one of the adverse effects of her anti cancer meds (very, very small percentage only), so yes, she had to go.  Thankfully, everything is in order down there, hehehe.

The next day, we visited the Medical Oncologist referred by my mom’s doctor in Manila.  After laughing when we related to her why we were there when she commented there was an oncologist in our city, she told us she cannot administer the dose impromptu because it’s not readily available and she had to call Zuellig Pharma to have it delivered to her clinic.  Although she said it would be possible to do it in the afternoon, we told her we prefer it administered in the morning because immediately after, we will be driving back home (we did not want to travel in the dark).  My mom had low grade fever after her first dose of Bisphonal (a common side effect) within 12 hours after the drip and with this in mind, I wanted her safely tucked in bed back home when the fever comes.  So, we agreed it will be done the following day, Friday, between 9 to 10 in the morning.

We marched down the hallway towards the Chemo Room at quarter to nine in the morning.  Though my mother is a breast cancer patient, she did not undergo chemotherapy because her cancer was stage IC, Estrogen(+) Progesteron (+) and HER2 (-).  She was only put on hormonal therapy (Tamoxifen, Aromasin, Arimedex).  Thus, chemotherapy room sounded lethal to me.  Poison.  Toxic.  Dangerous.

When I opened the door, I was in for a big surpise.  We walked inside and two nurses brightly greeted us.  We stepped in a cozy room.  It did not look and feel like a hospital.  Instead of glaring, flourescent lights, the room was subtle, a bit dark and lighted with incandescent lights.  One portion of the wall was painted red orange with picture frames, the rest was painted cream.  A Samsung Plasma TV was plastered on the wall together with a Samsung DVD Player.  There was an office table slightly hidden at the corner of the room.  Several leather recliner seats lined up.  Except for the I.V. poles standing beside the recliner seats and the two hospital beds at the further end of the room, I would have thought we were just seated at someone’s entertainment room.

We were the first ones to arrive, but we were told the Bisphonal was not yet there.  They told my mother to settle in one of the recliner seats.  We still had to wait for the secretary to bring the medicine.  After a few minutes, three elderly cancer patients scheduled for their chemos arrived.  They were already chummy with the nurses and were chatting like old friends while the nurses prepared their medications.  I was curious why the nurses had to cover the Ringer’s solution with black celophane.  They went a little further by covering the entire I.V. line with black electrical tape.  Then, the oncologist arrived, brought the chemo drugs (with boxes screaming CYTOTOXIC) and instructed the nurses to inject the drugs in the I.V. line.  The nurses then wore gloves when they very carefully did so.  I so wanted to ask the doctor why the black covering.  So that the patients can’t see what is happening behind it?  Maybe the color was terrifying that they need to cover it?  Seriously, why???

An hour and a half had to pass before my mother’s Bisphonal arrived.  The secretary said Zuellig has already changed their procedure and it is no longer possible for the medical representatives to deliver that particular drug – the secretary had to go to Zuellig together with the medrep and collect it herself.

The Bisphonal ampule was then injected to my mother’s I.V. solution and set to drip for two hours, more or less.  Right after my mom’s drug was administered, another breast cancer patient arrived and this time, her chemo therapy drug was of a different kind.  Her solution and the I.V. line were not covered in black.  The chemo drug was pinkish in color and I could see it freely dripping the whole two hours she was there too.

While waiting for their medications to fully drip, the patients comfortably sat back, relaxed and watched movies the entire time.  They were free to eat too.  Looking at them, none of them were in pain.  The nurses were also watchful of their welfare and catered to their slightest needs – lowered the temperature, gave them blankets, etc.  After the drips were completed, the patients brushed their hair, powdered their faces, put on lipstick and bid goodbye to the nurses.  As if getting the treatment was the most ordinary thing to do.

When my mom’s time was up, she did the same thing and though she was not there for chemotherapy, I was still proud of her when we walked out that dreaded room.

CDO Medical Center Chemotherapy Room

CDO Medical Center Chemotherapy Room

CDO Medical Center Chemotherapy Room

CDO Medical Center Chemotherapy Room

Comments on: "Have You Been to a Chemotherapy Room?" (6)

  1. mackenzie said:

    hey, i’m here again. i’m becoming your fan(wink!).
    about your wonderment on medication that is covered with black, it’s because some drugs are light-sensitive. they’ll loose their potency if they are exposed to light.
    have you ever noticed the nurses’ gloves? i guess they are also wearing a different pair of gloves while handling chemo (quite michael jackson-ish, haha). chemo gloves are thick and tear-resistant. different than the typical beige colored gloves. chemo nurses are also quite different, they are specially trained. entonces, not all nurses can give chemo drugs.

    • yenskay said:

      hi! nice to hear from you again. i posted the yacon picture already : )
      i’m guessing you are a nurse : )
      thanks for the info – and yes, the gloves looked different too.

  2. mackenzie said:

    yer right, a noble nurse(haha).
    thanks for the yacon picture. i guess it falls in the family of kamote. very kamote-ish:) but i can’t believe they’re making it into soap too…sounds itchy. i’d prefer the papaya soap:)

  3. Why do I have a feeling that we know Mackenzie? She/He writes like a 91-ker. LOL.

    Yen, have you heard about Cyleina Organic Soaps? I’m using them now and I’m getting good results.

  4. Dili uy. Made in the Philippines. Naa baligya sa FOAK. Check it out.

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