Today I had to go the hospital to have an x ray done on my
right hip as it has been bothering me once again. I also had to go to the
cancer clinic for my routine blood work. I decided to ask my sister Debbie to
take me. She arrived early this morning and we headed into Lasalle to have
breakfast. LA grill is one of my favourite restaurants to have breakfast. My friend
Greg and I usually meet their and in fact he got me and the girls hooked on it.
I ordered my usual “Tony” which entails getting a Fred Flinstone size
breakfast. 3 eggs over easy, hash browns, ham, bacon, sausage, pancakes, rye
bread, fruit and coffee all for a whopping $9 and yes I do eat the whole thing.
Although today I left a couple of the eggs on my plate along with sausage so
that my sister did not think I was a piggly wiggly…. I enjoyed so much having
breakfast with her as the conversation had very little to do with my illness. I
liked that. Most conversations I have with people/family is about my leukemia
or the wonderful ways it makes my physical appearance look so different.
Early this morning I got up with Pat to prepare his clothing
for work; it was also a good chance for me to use my new steamer. I bought a
clothing steamer at Walmart in preparation of me going into the hospital as I
figured it would be much easier to teach Pat how to steam his clothing rather
than try and haggle with an iron and ironing board. Yes I get his clothing
ready every day, and yes I am preparing as many outfits for him as possible for
during my absence. So this morning I turned my awesome new steamer on and
waited for the steam to start, once I saw the steam I reached for the hose and
in my tired state I grabbed the steamer end and felt my fingers stick to the
head. I literally had to pull my fingers off. The blisters popped up instantly.
What a great way to start off the day. Now I have to re-think the whole Pat
steaming his clothes, because if I burnt myself I am pretty sure Pat will as
well.grrr
I know I shouldn’t worry about his clothes but I see him
when he visits me at the hospital after work and clearly he is colour blind and
has no sense of coordinating his look. I once was told by one of his
secretaries that they know when I am either away or in the hospital based on
what he wears….so I fixed that. I threw away 2 garbage bags of his clothing and
bought all new dress shirts and ties, solid coloured shirts that no matter what
match any pants, any ties and voila, well put together Pat. I just have to keep reminding him that brown
belts equal brown shoes and black belts match black shoes……
Once Deb and I finished breakfast we headed to the cancer
clinic to get my blood work done, I warned her that there was someone there that
I always have to avoid because they bug me….so of course she made me obvious to
this person that I was there and had to endure a 5 minute 16 hour conversation
that I have had many times over. No problem Deb.Thanks. But don’t worry as we
were leaving I heard her say oh %$# there is “name uttered” and I waited until
the woman came closer and I yelled thank you Debbie for taking me, which then
she had to endure a 10 hour conversation with someone who bugs her. When we got
in the car we laughed so hard about it and how our bitchiness about others back
fired. I guess you had to be there to witness the mission impossible moves we
made to avoid the other person.
So the x ray of the right hip is to rule out a fracture,
which of course I know it is not fractured. I think the oncologists think the
cancer has gone to my bones and that is why I am also having a CT scan this
week. Fingers crossed that it is fractured or just arthritis setting in. Who
prays for a fracture, I mean seriously? Well someone like me who does not want
to cancer anywhere else but where it is… After Deb dropped me off the nurse
from my oncologist’s office called me to tell me that my potassium is once
again high and that I need yet another drug to take to help bring it down. The
pharmacy delivered what I thought would be a pill but instead it is a powder
that you mix and drink. I should tell you that it is sand not powder, holy hell
I could not even sip this crap…I am not sure how 3times a day I will do this
when I can’t even handle a tablespoons worth of the mixture. Maybe I will try
wine with it later, maybe it will dissolve better. (kidding) Last week my
calcium was too high this week potassium, I sure wish I knew what was causing
the imbalances. Hopefully the issue will resolve itself otherwise I can’t start
my chemo. The nurse also informed me that my liver enzymes were off so I have a
CT scan scheduled on Thursday for that as well.
Once my CT scan is done I am being admitted for what will be
my first round of 28 days of the arsenic chemo. I will need to be hospitalized
for the full 28 days to be monitored. The side effects of this chemo are quite
different from that of what I have already had. The issues I may face are heart
related….but hey no big deal right? They tell me that with this regime I will
be cancer free once I am done. Let’s just hope that it does not mean dead…..arsenic
is rat poisoning……….starting to wonder if my husband is paying off the
oncologists…………hmmmmmmmmmm.
Anyway enough blabbering on, 2 days left of freedom before
they lock me back up. Going for breakfast again tomorrow with a dear friend and
who knows what the rest of Tuesday will look like. Either way it will be good anything
is better than the hospital.
Cheers
~Christine~
