Comments on: Puk’d!

By: San Francisco Knitter

San Francisco Knitter — Tue, 30 Nov 1999 00:00:00 +0000

If I could puke for you, I would.

By: MzNicky

MzNicky — Tue, 30 Nov 1999 00:00:00 +0000

Oh Twisty, my darling child. You’re a cancerland-dwelling young hipster, which should be an oxymoron but, given the current state of the world and the culture, isn’t. You’re incomparably astute and educated as to the insidious ways and the perfidious depths of patriarchy, yet your persistent pique at its capitalistically-enabled insidiousness occasionally surpises me. Readily-available pharmaceuticals that would relieve sufferings above and beyond what is economically sustainable to the dominant paradigm? ’tis but to laugh! Ha Ha! Wherefore? Suffer and weep, harridan! Weren’t you asking for it?

By: CafeSiren

CafeSiren — Tue, 30 Nov 1999 00:00:00 +0000

Valtrex?!? Jesus fuck. Kiss my ass.

That’s it — just had to express myself. I’d probably be punished for my sin, if I knew any pharmacists.

By: Nora

Nora — Tue, 30 Nov 1999 00:00:00 +0000

Twisty, I posted when you were first chemo-fied about an antinausea combination drug my mom used during treatment for ovarian cancer — she got hers at the compounding pharmacy at MD Anderson and it’s a blend of Ativan, Benadryl and Haldol (known as ABH). It did knock her righteously on her ass (um, yeah, Haldol’ll do that), but she too was A Puker and on a platinum-based therapy (which can be especially pukifying), and this really helped her.

Not trying to harp by reposting, but wanting to offer this up in the event it’s of help.

By: a.m.

a.m. — Tue, 30 Nov 1999 00:00:00 +0000

J: Thinking of you a lot lately. I can’t imagine how you’re managing to grin and bear it during the invasion of the radiant toxins. But you are. Me, I vomit on swingsets, at the sound of Cheney’s voice, when the bass is up too high. But you, you’re a tough-guy all right. You don’t need my well-wishing, but you have it nonetheless.

By: LMYC

LMYC — Tue, 30 Nov 1999 00:00:00 +0000

Hey, babe — you MUST be able to get your taco-lovin’ hands on pot down there in Austin. Any chance of a little cannabis settling your stomach? Hey, it’s not like you’ve got to let your oncologist know where you get it from … I’m serious. I knew a woman getting chemo for leukemia that loved the stuff.

By: CafeSiren

CafeSiren — Tue, 30 Nov 1999 00:00:00 +0000

No wait — there’s one more thing I have to add to this whole stupid mess: What’s with pharmacists saying that they don’t want to perscribe things that conflict with their personal beliefs — and acting like they’re being oppressed if the government or their employer “makes” them? Nobody forced them to be pharmacists. One assumes that, in pharmacy school (a long and grueling process) they learned about many, many drugs whose application they disagreed with. So, why sign up for a job that you *know* you won’t be able to do?

What if I told my employer that I felt that having men in my women’s studies class inhibited the women in the class, so I refused to teach male students because to do so would conflict with my deeply-held feminist beliefs? (Not so outrageous: Mary Daly did just that at Boston College.) I’d be fucking fired. You accept a job, you should expect to do it.

By: CafeSiren

CafeSiren — Tue, 30 Nov 1999 00:00:00 +0000

Oh, and Twisty, I’m sorry about your puking. Glad you got some tacos in there in your brief respite.

Sometimes I get so caught up in the blaming that I forget about the love.

By: The Fat Lady Sings

The Fat Lady Sings — Tue, 30 Nov 1999 00:00:00 +0000

I’m with LMYC – you really should try some pot to help with the nausea. If you’re not allergic to it, and have no moral objections – it’s a last ditch effort, but what the hell? I have used pot to help with severe menstrual cramps, as well as a queasy tummy (I have chronic pain). As I am allergic to all the prescription anti-puke meds, pot was my only possibility. Anyway – I do hope something works that will ease the discomfort.

By: Twisty

Twisty — Tue, 30 Nov 1999 00:00:00 +0000

Just so all of you can be relieved of any anxiety that I am not getting sufficient drugs: I am on, or have been on, every anti-nausea dealio there is. I take Kytril, and Decadron, and Emend. I take Phenergan and Zofran. I take a few others I can’t remember. I take Ativan every day whether I need it or not. And this time around, I have added, for the first time in 20 years, a popular herbal supplement from Small Farma. Of course none of this is enough, but I am sure that without it I would feel even worse than I do.