My first day was filled with a bit of trepidation. Wasn’t really sure what to expect…kinda nervous to be honest. I know I probably shouldn’t have been, but for some reason, I was.
The radiation was pathetically easy…hop on the table face down, drop my drawers, the nurses line me up & the machine whirs & whines & 15 or so minutes later, I’m done. Poretty easy. Didn’t really feel anything during or after the radiation treatment to be honest. That was from 10:30 a.m. – 11 a.m.
After wards, I lollygagged around a bit as my appointment for the pick line was not until 12:30 p.m. This is what I was really a bit more nervous about as I’ve never been to the hospital since I’ve been born (no major broken bones or illnesses) and again, I just didn’t know what to expect. I ended up meeting Dawnette for her lunch & walking over to the pick line appointment early (12 noon or so).
They got me in at 1p.m. on the dot when my appointment was. I asked them what arm the pick-line goes in & they said my right. I asked them if it HAD to go in my right & they said it was their preference. I then asked if it was an issue going into my left arm. They were a bit perturbed & asked why, and I told them that I’ve given up pretty much everything with this stupid bout of cancer and the only thing I wasn’t willing to give up was my Thursday bowling with William Giger, Chris Bardee & James Apple…for some reason that gave the doctors a good chuckle & they agreed to do my left arm.
Surprisingly, it took all of 15 minutes…took them longer to prep me than it did to get the pick-line in & everything! I’ll upload a picture when I get a chance. Anyhow, the pick-line will get me ready for my chemo appointment tomorrow.
I’m a bit tired right now (radiation?), so I’m done for the day…