Happy Thanksgiving!
Oh, I also put some mascara on last night. That's right...I have a couple of eyelashes growing in.
Went to see catching fire today with my friend Sarah. I loved it! They did a good job turning the book into a movie. It didn't have every thing but no movie from a book ever does. The theater was awesome too. The seats (about 70 per screen) reclined...electronically. Big old leather seats. My feet didn't touch the floor and I could not get both arms on the armrests comfortably. I had a delicious salad. It was also the same price as a regular theater too.
So I was all excited because it is beautiful outside. J and I were going to have dinner outside somewhere and it was going to be wonderful! Enter the moth...
On our way to a new restaurant, I notice a moth in the car. J puts the Windows down to suck him to freedom. Once he is out and the Windows are on their way up, I hear glass shatter! At least that's what it sounded like. The passenger side window will no longer roll up. Long story short, I'm sitting in the restaurant (not outside because they don't have a patio) while J is in the parking lot taking the door apart. There goes what could have been a nice evening.
Got out yesterday. Early too. As soon as my mesna was done, they deaccessed me and I was out. 12:30. I hung out with some friends last night...played scattegories for a bit. Feeling good. Looking forward to meandering through a toy store to find some cool things for my nieces and nephews. Maybe hit the gym. My skins are sore to the touch so I think a hot pool is in order. I've got scans on Friday. I'm fully expecting that they will be clean.
3 more treatments to go!
this is angry eyebrows face sans eyebrow do you know my level of displeasure. |
birthday popsicles instead. |
Labs are good and treatment 11 is underway. I got a call at 12:30 saying my bed is ready. I didn't show up until 4 though. It's 9 now and I'm still waiting for the pharmacy to send up premeds and the chemo. I would love an explanation of what goes on down there in pharmacyland. At 5 I had the doctor check when chemo would be ready and that the steroid comes in a bag and not a syringe. He didn't give me a time for chemo but said the steroid was being changed because it wasn't right. 6:30 and still not sure about the chemo. 9 still waiting on chemo and they send up the steroid in a syringe. Really? I want to shadow pharmacy for a day so that I can understand why nothing gets done timely or correctly the first time. I want to be a forgiving patient but when you are dealing with such serious medication, you need to be on your A game 100% of the time. No exceptions!
A new thing this week. Someone from respiratory came by and will be coming by for 24 hours to check my oxygen. This is a first. She asked if I had Oxygen at home, I said no. They had me down as might need it. She said as long as my levels are 90 and up, I won't need it. My oxygen levels have never been below 90. She said that's good, makes my job easier. I'm thinking why are you even here...padding the bill or she got the wrong room. The nurse that does my vitals checks the oxygen every time but now I have a second person coming in between the nurses visits to check the same vital? Makes a lot of sense. One more person to chit chat with.
I enjoyed the hospitals finest vino earlier today...unfermented.
I apologize for any misspelled/misplaced words. I am typing this all out on my phone because the kindle is having issues with the WiFi here. I am not going back through to proofread and fix any auto correct mistakes so have fun with that. Maybe there will be a few funny ones in there. I'm afraid if I don't stop noe, I will mysteriously lose everything I have written so far. So good night.
it's an aardvark! |