Well, today was the first treatment...I got kind of hostile when I saw that they hadn't modified the mask to prevent my nose being smashed back into my brain (I had already asked them twice)...so I told them they could fix it or I could, and pulled out my nursing scissors (they easily cut a penny in half.) VICTORY TEAM KELLI!!!! They cut it back a little so it didn't hurt as much. I'll take the small victories.
The treatment lasted about 15 minutes (one down, 34 to go.) I didn't puke today, like I did last Wednesday for my PET scan, but I still cried....yeah, I'm a claustrophobic baby. They took my blood pressure after (why after?) and it was 128/78, which isn't really too bad until you realize that my baseline usually runs about 90/58. They gave me a script for an anti-anxiety med to try for tomorrows treatment. Hope it helps. Good news, my PET scan was clear...another small victory...I'll take it!
I will get my first chemo on Wednesday. Apparently it will be an all day extravaganza, from 9:30 am, until my radiation treatment at 3 pm. Yippee. Guess I'll pack a lunch and bring my pillow. Actually, I have an 11 am appointment with one of the hospital attorneys. I guess I was a participant on a surgery (a year ago) which is being litigated. I checked the computer...I actually only scrubbed in on the case to give a dinner break (30 minutes.) I'm sorry, but I can't remember what I did last week...much less a year ago, for 30 minutes!!! So I will be traveling to Risk Management Department, to talk with an attorney, with my chemo bag on an IV pole. Sheesh!
I'll let you all know Wednesday how it goes...the attorney, the chemo and the rads....and whether or not the Ativan helps with the phobia.
