When a Short Day Goes Long

Today was chemo light. I was actually looking forward to it because I knew the steroids would perk me up. Of late, walking across a room has winded me and steps are out of the question. So steroids and fluids sounded good. My goddess clinical trial nurse, Amy, came to see me. I told her my issues, but by now I had been given steroids so a walk wearing the pulse-ox showed no change. One of the residents came to see me and she was going to consult with Dr. T about a chest x-ray. I was kind of thinking this was overkill and I’m just weak from not eating enough and lying around too much, but she had made up her mind. Chemo was, indeed, short, but I had to wait to hear back to see if I needed a chest x-ray. And we waited. And waited. One hour approached two. We finally heard back and they wanted me to get the x-ray. Thank goodness my infusion nurse looked into it and found no one had put in the order, so she did. I’d likely still be sitting there. At least they decided I could go home and not wait for results. We got home, finally, and I was starving. I made a turkey sandwich with Hex Ferments sauerkraut. It was delicious! And then I ate 1,000 gingersnaps and drank a sparkling cider. Waiting for the results of the x-ray. Tired but wired.