Cancer update March 31, 2010
Hello family, friends and folks,
Part 1
Time flies and more gets sent to the To Do List everyday it seems.
I finally had my C-scan yesterday (the 30th). It was a long day that started at an 8 am blood draw that filled several little tubes of my blood. I had to wait for all the tests to be done before I could see the Doc. And before you could know it there was the Doc and only 2 hours had gone by. LOL Now, as I stated, I was set for a c-scan; NO FOOD OR DRINK. Man, I was getting hungry, I think everyone in the chemo room could hear me rumble. Oh well, at that point I only had 4 more hours before I could have my 2PM c-scan. I thought: NOOOOOO, Say it ain’t SOOOOOO!!! I am hungry. Just as I’m thinking how long that wait was going to seem, the Nurse gave me 2 16 oz bottles of what looked like white powdered caulk with a little water just for good measure. The word Vannia was on the label, who are they kidding?? NOT ME!! Anyway, one led was marked 12:00 NOON and the other lid was marked 1:00 PM and as much as I didn’t want those special drinks made for clear c-scan shots, I started to think on vannaia, and vannia started to sound good, in fact, it started to sound down right tasty. I started to glance at my watch more often, not so much to see the time that I was boarded enough to look at the time, but then the glance was in reference to how much time will need to pass before I could drink down one of those refreshing cool vinnia mike shakes. Finally it was 12: Noon, I grabbed a drink unscrewed the top, ripped the tab of the top and gulped the whole thing down. I was about half done when my brain said, “WARNING-WARNING!!!-THIS IS NOT WHAT YOU THINK”!!! Slowly that thought took over every idea that I was getting refreshed. Suddenly, my mouth was filled clear down to my belly with this white gritty, pasty, Jell-O stuff that I just couldn’t find even a hint of vanilla in. Then I realize I wanted to stop swallowing but it seemed as though it was all one piece. So, with only all of it to Loose, I decided to go for it, and did. Yes, I finished. But the very sad fact, I was really only half done, I had to drink another one in 59 minutes. Have you ever notice when you are waiting for something you want it takes forever, BUT, if you’re not so much in a hurry to, let’s say, Drink some white gritty, pasty, jell-o stuff that lacks even a hint of vanilla in it and know you’d like to stop swallowing but won’t be able to because it is all one piece. Blaaaahhh ‘twice even!!!” LOL That was a fast 59 minutes. I decided to take several breaths and slam it down as quick as I could. Again, I was down in less than a minute. I was proud of my self and walked proudly to the trash can even though my whole body would get this weird sort of shake, kind of like what a dog does just inside the door of your home when he got rained on for his outside nature call.
The C-scan went well. With a strange event to follow. The blood cath was left in the arm from the morning blood test, just so I wouldn’t have to get stuck again for the contrast juice that the c-scan required. After the scan, the CT Tech pulled out the blood caht and bandaged it I got off the table and got dressed. I then went to the waiting room where
Sue was and noticed blood all over the place, I mean lots of blood. As I was thinking some poor bugger is in bad shape and was bleeding all over the place. I went to point to the blood with my right hand and saw blood projecting from my hand. That’s when I noticed the poor bugger was me, I was squirting blood, like a squirt gun all over the place. The guy that did the scan on me walked me out to the waiting room so he could call the next name. He told me to sit down. I would have had to shimmy my way to any of the few seat that was available so I just stood there with my hand raised and put some pressure on it. Before you say the Gettysburg Address the bleeding was stopped and the big mess was cleaned up.
It hasn’t bled since.
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