#25

Today was the "big" day. Every Thursday they do films and I have an appointment with the Dr. and then I have to give blood. I give so much blood I can actually watch them put the needle in my arm now and take the blood with no problems! I had to go across the street to the chemo building to give the blood and I almost puked, but I didn't, I was so proud!

Everything was fine, I am doing "great" for my four treatments. She showed me the rx and where it was going, etc. it's all good. The waiting room is funny, it's the same people every day and now everyone chats. There are two males with prostate cancer and three females with breast cancer. I just found out one of ladies in the waiting room teaches at William's school, but in the elementary level. His high school is next door to the elementary/middle school (Catholic) school and she teaches third grade, we exchanged "hot flash" stories. By the way, really getting on my nerves those flashes!

My dear friend who was with me when I got the phone call had her mammogram and ultrasound this morning and I could tell she was a little nervous and since I have a "roam the hospital with no questions" bracelet I wear, I headed upstairs after my radiation to go give her a hug.

While I was sitting waiting for her I started chatting (imagine that, me chatty??) with a lady who was going through chemo and we had seen each other around. Anyway, she was in much worse shape with me, made me sad and happy. Does that sound bad, I wish I could take away everything she's going through, but it also made me realize that I could have had it much worse, I guess really it made me feel sad and blessed-not happy. This poor woman just talked and talked and talked (I know, can you believe, someone out chatted me??) and I could tell she just needed to vent. So it was a good thing I wait about 30 minutes for my friend, obviously this lady needed me. I wouldn't be surprised for her to find us one morning on the beach, she knows we walk and she said she would look for us, I'm sure she will I think she's very lonely.

Anyway, while we were chatting the ultrasound tech who originally "found" my tumor came up to me and said "Caledonia (for those of you who don't know-that's my legal and insurance name) it's SO GOOD to see you (big hug) I think about you all the time, I could never forget those blue eyes staring at me when I found your tumor, and how's your Mom (she came for some of the biopsies), I am so happy to see you, you look great, I always pray for you."

Now how sweet was that?? Makes up for all the hat freaks in Hollywood!