An older gentleman picked me up in the hospital's van. He was here at 11:10 am. Good thing I was ready. he said he left a bit early because I was new and he had to make sure where to go. So that meant I was up there by 11:40 and had to wait longer. My appointment was at 12:20 and I still didn't get in till 12:40. I sat in this little room where other women are sitting, waiting for their radiation for all different things. One older lady was on her 30th treatment for throat cancer. Another one was there for breast cancer. Another girl was sitting in there, waiting for her 95 year old father. She was a bit mouthy and was talking on her cell phone too loud while us other women were trying to talk. I think that is very rude. Most of the women there have to put on a hospital gown. Just the top half but it was more like a smock. There are a bunch of little baskets with these gowns in them and the names of the women are on them. I looked for my name but didn't find it so I went out to the desk to ask. They said for my kind of radiation I didn't need to put one on. So I got to keep all my clothes on and had the radiation with just my pants pulled down a little to expose the tattooed areas. That table was no more comfortable than the last time. I told them my bruises were just going away from last week. They didn't seem to care. Then I had to lay there for what seemed like a half hour. Someone finally said that they were waiting for the doctor....which meant the radiation tech I think Because when I was through this strange guy came out and introduced himself. I had to pee so bad. When I first got there I had to go and knowing that I was early I did. then I drank a bottle of water and by the time I had to go in I was feeling it again. But they want the bladder full. And it was! I was so uncomfortable all through the radiation. And those took longer than I thought. They must have turned that machine ten times to beam in radiation at different points. And each one took about 30 seconds. Seemed longer but I think that is about how long they took.
I was never so glad to be done and off that table. I had to get to the bathroom real fast. What a relief! And to think I have to go through that for 24 more times. DAMN!!! The old guy was waiting in the waiting room and he went and got the van right away and got me home. He will be the one picking me up for the next 8 treatments I think. Then the time changes to 11:30 am and this other guy will be picking me up. I have met two other drivers. They are in there all the time and one sits behind the desk and brings patients from the waiting room to where they have to go. I guess that might be just a couple of them that I have seen behind the desk. Not the older guy. He said he just works part time. I talked to him all the way up and back. He likes that. He said some don't say a word and he never knows what they are there for. I'm an open book so I don't care. He's married and has a Cockatiel also. He said his makes so much noise at times that they have to take the cage into another room to get some peace..Ha! Wish I had another room to put mine in.
When I got home I was hungry. I made a buckwheat pancake and an egg. I don't care what I eat now. I have to get enough protein in my body to keep my blood platelets up. I had a weird little pain in my head for a while too and felt very tired. Tried to take a nap but of course I couldn't. I still have a slight headache. Hope it isn't the radiation poison. I am keeping a record of everything just in case.
I also must have twisted my ankle on my good foot because that hurts. I think I did it climbing in the van. I sat in the front but had put my foot on the step to get in. Not used to getting in anything else but my own car and from the other side. My left hip is hurting today also. That was hurting before I left.
Tomorrow's another day. Only 24 more treatments to go..Ha! It's going to be real cold in the morning. It was cold enough and windy today getting out of the van. But at least it has a good heater.
I'll be back tomorrow, God willing. Take care everyone.
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