Hello Everyone
I will try to make this brief and to the point which is usually not my style.
BRIEF AND TO THE POINT TURNED INTO A RANT SO I 'M LEAVING IT IN THIS THREAD. I NEED TO GET OUT OF THIS RANT FAZE. I CAN'T BELIEVE IT'S 1:25 AM AND I HAVE BEEN ON THIS COPUTOR SINCE 4:42 YESTERDAY.
EMMYLOU1951, SORRY, YOU MISSED ME BY 20 MINUTES, ITS 10:44 PM IN SEATLE!
The two nurses at the RO who attended me were very polite and professional.
The empty table with my mask on it looked very intimidating. I took off my shirt as requested and laid on the table and they put on my mask and I was secured to the table.
They did not dodge but rather referred all my questions to the nurse who would see me at my first TX in 2 days. Just taking pictures they explained.
They put tape on different parts of the mask and put markings on the tape, drew lines on my neck and chest as I was moved in and out of the machine, chatting numbers to each other and making calculations out loud while then marking the tape.
They were in and out of the room while they took their pictures and made their markings. All went well and smooth. She said she had to put 1 small dot tattoo on my neck that would be permanent.
When completed I asked more questions. Told them of the 2 new lumps on my neck, explained that I could not sleep and could I get a RX for sleep. Again I was referred to the next visit in 2 days.
I guess I should have demanded more but I did not. So here I sit, dead tired and wide awake. Yesterday I drank no caffeine sprite at home and only water all day and still could not sleep so I said heck with it and am drinking coffee.
The disturbing part was when they handed me my schedule for July and I inquire about the IMRT.
This machine was an external beam radiation/linear accelerator and not an IMRT.
While researching here I find this is old technology and not as precise but still widely used. This upset me. Them I asked about amophosetine and they said who told you that.
I explained the OCF and they still referred questions to "next visit".
On top of all my other troubles, no meds of any kind, dysfunctional home life, busting my but to fix up my home and two properties for a "fire sale" everything hit me at once.
Upon returning to my properties the once a week vegetation pick up only picked up only 1 of 5 huge piles. I called the Town of West Palm Beach and they said only 1 pile per week.
I said that I have put absolutely nothing out for 4 months but was billed for you just driving by. I was then informed that I was in a city code violation for the rubbish even though they have it a law that your trees stay trimmed during hurricane season. (June 1 to November 30.) They fined me $100.00 last month as my trees we not trimmed. Now I trim them and they won't take them away. 1 pile per week. So unless I pay someone to haul them I will be fined $100.00 dollars a week until only one pile remains.
They are lucky or I am lucky that we had a torrential down pour as I was so infuriated that I was going to put the rubbish in the middle or the street and go home.
If this would have been the old drunken Petey I would have went and got a case of Bud and laughed at every branch I pulled into the street.
If not for the downpour and lightening I was going to have a go at it sober. Maybe it was God letting me know to let it go.
After busting my but for 3 weeks and giving my properties great curb appeal I have 4 huge piles of rubbish with potential buyers coming by daily.
It is as though nothing will work for me about anything. It seems like I'm cursed even though I have done everything in my power to salvage my life.
I was truly at the breaking point today. Thank God it rained and lightening. Sorry to rant here but this is my only retreat at the moment.
I still have 15 days and I have several "sharks" waiting me out until I have to sell to them and they can pick up a quick $300,000 in equity, it was $450,000 before the market drop (housing).
I have been praying everyday. Doing the let go, let God attitude but still fighting for my life