Well, here I sit, playing on the computer and I really need to shut down here shortly and go to bed because I have to be at the lovely cancer clinic, bright and early, to get set for what is supposed to now be my first chemo treatment in this fight. I have to be there at 9 a.m. and those of you who have followed my blog for any length of time now know that I am not an "early riser." Not much of a morning person at all, truth be told so a 9 a.m. start time is like a killer thing to my way of thinking and to my body too, for sure!
It's events like this that almost make me wish the only thing I needed to clear this all up would be some good acne creams and everything would then just be fine and dandy -hunky-dorie, ya know!
But, sorry to say, it ain't quite that way, is it?
But, I now have the port put in that is supposed to make administering the chemo easier for me. At least this means they shouldn't have to poke and prod my arms, spending oodles of time hunting for a vein to access to inject the stuff in there anyway. So I'm thinking that is progress, isn't it?
And today, after an appointment with my family doctor at which time she informed me I now also have to make an appointment with a heart doctor, probably to have a not-so-lovely stress test too, and then, after that, I had an appointment this afternoon to have some kind of scan -a "muggy" scan? -or some such like that. It's a nuclear scan of the heart in which they inject some kind of dye and some radioactive stuff and then, they watch to see how the heart muscles squeeze and contract to push the blood throughout the body. (Only took them five tries to get a vein today! The port wouldn't be accessible for this particular test as it wouldn't have allowed the tech person to view the heart in action so we had to deal with the yucky veins that love to hide from people wanting to inject a needle and other stuff in me! Not a fun time, trust me on that one!)
But anyway -that's what's gonna be taking place here tomorrow. Film at 11 tomorrow night -if I make it back home safe and sound that is!
Yes, I am gonna be okay. You keep telling me that over and over and I keep saying that to myself too so it's gotta be true.
Don't 'cha think?