@Martha and Islandgirl:
I have my own journal in the Hodgkin's Lymphoma section. It has some good advice to start with and this first note has my advice. Hope it helps.
God bless and good luck to you both!
I was diagnosed with NSHL 2B in March 2009. At the time I was going through the worst time of my life. I was fired from my job in October 2008 after 13 years, I was losing control of my mortgage (I since lost that battle, it went into foreclosure), my pickup truck was stolen (and I lost my insurance because I couldn't pay for it) and I was experiencing the signs and symptoms of cancer (though I didn't know it at the time).
I did start working again in January and luckily I just got my insurance before everything hit the fan. Long story short, I had a football sized tumor wrapped around my heart and my major vessels.
I have since completed chemo/radiation and I'm getting my life back.
My advice:
Find an oncologist that you trust with your life. That makes the entire difference. They will jump through the hoops so you don't have to.
Personally, if my oncologist would've told me that (to lock yourself in your house and avoid everyone) I would've told him to jump in a lake. Sure, your WBC count is probably going to bottom out. Just means that you need to be careful. Wash your hands religiously and carry some hand gel with you. Beyond that, just be wary around people that are or might be sick. People understand. They might not know everything going on but a quick explanation will work wonders. My WBC count was critical low after every chemo treatment. I was out visiting family and friends almost every day. The Neulasta/Neupogen/Leukine shots do their job.
Get a medport inserted. Much better and easier than letting them abuse your veins. Most med ports go into the chest wall. Because I had other issues with my tumor (collapsing one of my lungs) I had a medport inserted into my upper arm. Xport or Passport. No worries, no issues.
Accept help. I'm pretty much a stubborn *******. It took my friends and my family practically beating me to accept help. As a paramedic for 16 years, I am the one that helps people, not people helping me. It was a very hard concept for me to get used to. I still have to whack myself in the head every once in a while to remind myself to accept help.
Your family and your friends are there to help and they can move mountains. I didn't let them do everything for me, but I could have. That's the kind of friends I have. I hope you do too.
Write a journal. Whatever seems to be on your mind. It might help organize your thoughts and it keeps your mind strong while your body is being ravaged by chemo and radiation.
Get a pain killer for the Neupogen/Neulasta shots. Vicodin or ibuprofen 800mg (if you want non-narcotic). I'm personally not a big fan of narcotics, but every once in a while, it does take the edge off. Keep 4mg and 8mg Zofran tablets handy for quick acting relief from nausea. Prilosec (Omeprazole) 20mg does a good job with the gastric reflux/heartburn but keep liquid maalox/mylanta handy for immediate relief. Pepcid AC is another one to keep on hand. Imodium does a good job with the runs.
The ABVD (chemo drugs) will do a number on you, but for me the worst was the Neupogen/Neulasta/Leukine shots to keep the WBC (white blood cell) count up. I hurt like hell. I've talked to a few and it is different for each person, but most people experience joint and bone pain. Some days, shooting myself in the foot with a shotgun would've felt better than pain I was going through. Keep a pain reliever handy.
I lost my hair. As soon as it started coming out I shaved it all off. Wasn't going to deal with that. Get it over and done with. The steroids that your given will probably have the side effect of making you want to eat. All the time. I literally was up at midnight, 2 am, 4 am, eating because of the steroids. I went from 20 pounds underweight to 30 pounds overweight. I'm still overweight a bit.
I have a lot of family and friends. Once I went into the ER and ended up in the ICU for a few days, I had a continuous stream of visitors. Those visitors like to keep updated. Facebook was a wonderful way of keeping everyone updated. But that's your call, your privacy. It does help and it helped to keep my phone bill from being unbearable. My phone bill for the week I was in the hospital was over $300.
Just in case, get a Health Care Power of Attorney (even multiple ones). If something goes south, they can speak for you and make medical decisions based on your wishes, if you are unable to do so. Just make sure that you do express your wishes to those you designate as POA so everyone is on the same page.
If money is an issue, then get family and friends together to do a fundraiser. Bowling night, spaghetti dinner, anything you can think of. I have been blessed with some wonderful friends. They put together a hockey fundraiser together for me. At the time I was "Coach" for my ambulance company's class C hockey team. They organized and put together an exhibition game together with a bunch of firefighter friends that also played hockey. Do something that your daughter enjoys. Whatever it may be. People and friends will come through in the clutch. Be sure to go to local businesses for donations for a silent auction or raffle prizes.
As far as the boyfriend/significant other is concerned, I can't speak from experience but I'll say this: Keep them in the loop and abreast of any issues/problems/concerns. It was easy for me to try and feel sorry for myself. It was a good thing that my family and friends wouldn't let me. Family and friends just want to help. Let them. I'm not married and I don't have a girlfriend. But I have lots of family and lots of friends. My best friend, Nicole is happily married with two wonderful children. Aside from my parents, Nicole was my Health Care Power of Attorney (just in case). No reason not to be prepared, just in case.
And last but not least. Be positive. My family and friends were just amazed that I KNEW I was gonna lick this. It came down to this: I thought I had hit rock bottom when I lost my job, I was losing my house, I didn't have any money for Christmas presents. I literally was at the bottom. I couldn't go any lower. Then what happens? I get diagnosed with cancer. I literally got to the point that I actually laughed when I found out. Irony. When you can't go any lower the only way you can go is up. And that is the attitude I have. Nothing was going to stop me from getting my life back.
Being a pessimist does nothing for anyone. Being an optimist is like being handed a key to a new day every day. You don't know what doors you can open until you do. What wonderful things await discovery!