February 8/2017

Well !!!!!! That was a much tougher day than I expected. But I did get through it one foot in front of the other. Minute by minute, because the day was very long. 

On the way to my sisters today I saw 4 licence plates with BJK on them that is for my son BJ Kerr. I know he was coming with me today. Then everyone told me about the bad parking and how expensive it is at the cross. We drove in as someone right at the door was driving out we got a great spot. Then we go to the pay n park machine the operator is there trying to get it working. But he couldn’t. So he told us parking was free today. Good start to what turned out to be a long and exhausting day. 

Got to the cross nice and early my appointment was at 10:15 but they say to be there a half hour early to check in. Which took all of 5 minutes. Then I got to change into the hospital lingerie, yup the beautiful blue ones. They sure did have lots of really nice volunteers, that were ever so friendly. My first experience was a lady who met us and showed me to the change rooms then came right in with me to talk to me, very private. She had a couple of bags on her arms. She then offered me some goodies from her bags it was stuffies for my bra. It gets better I could choose large, medium, or small. I will keep my choice to myself. But I sure did get a couple of cute ones.  

Then we sat for the next one and a half hours waiting to see the oncologist, sure glad we came early to check in. Cathy went and got us coffee’s she just got back when 2 very nice ladies volunteers came by with coffee, tea, or juice, and even cookies. Of course they did after Cathy paid 10.00 at the coffee shop.  We just started to drink it and the came and got me. 

Off we went to now see the intern first, we went through all the paperwork I had pre-done that he thanked me very much for…….apparently not many people do that. Then he went on to explaine all the “bad” things that could happen, I am pretty sure he said death about 3 times. Isn’t that why I was going there to prevent death. Anyway….. Then in came the actual oncologist a very nice lady doctor that also mentioned death twice. Crazy that the cross is to help prevent death but they sure seem fixated on it. Everything went pretty good a few bumps a few tears but after all the talk about death I was pretty scared. 

Then they took some blood ( lots of blood 4 viles) and we had a small break before we had a afternoon chemo class.  This is mandatory for every one getting chemo. Let me tell you that was something. I got pamphlets on EVERY THING. From vomit, to diarrhea, to constapation, to how to pick bland food, to ever ache and pain you might or might not get. Wow very overwhelming, I have 2 binders on all the stuff I got today. I was on brain overload. Thank goodness for Cathy she took notes. I couldn’t even concentrate. 

I did have one problem we had the 2 hour chemo class in a large room like a auditorium there were about 25 people. We were second row and no one in front of us, when I for some stupid reason got the giggles. Because we were getting so many pamphlets on every thing it just struck me funny. I could not look up because I was so embarrassed, it is not a funny place. I know that. But in my defence I think it was from all emotions I had through the day. Happy, sad, mad, confused and then funny. My mom would have got a kick out of that story she always laughed at funerals and cried at weddings. Just her way. Maybe she was there with me, giving me a poke in my funny bone to liven things up. 

Anyway I got through that day. But I go back for the next two days more tests and see the oncologist one more time before I start chemo on Tuesday. Then the really hard part starts. As my Jamie and Mac say “We Got This” 

Now off to do some light reading on all my pamphlets…

Beth 😇