Hospitals, Nurses and Radiation

Famous last works, 6 days after my last Emerg visit, 1 am again, and back we go. This time a different doctor listens to my chest, says he isn't happy with the sound and sends me for chest xrays. He says I have a lung infection, prescribes antibiotics and sends me home. Seven days later, (the length of the script) takes us to Monday and I am still having trouble breathing. On top, my latest Muga scan (whatever the hell that is) shows decreased heart function, caused by the chemo, so they have delayed my treatments of herceptin by at least a week or two, while we wait to repeat the test.

And when I went for blood last week, they screwed up accessing my port again, and Nurse Cratchett put in an appearance. Even though both Mandy (DD) and I told her we did not mind waiting for someone who could actually do it properly, she took a stab at it, fucked up too and before she could try again, I left to make my oncology appointment where I found out about the mugu results.

While waiting for the Oncologist, Mandy set off in search of the Team leader for chemo to register a complaint about Cratchett. She said her Dad and I were to nice to say much, but she was not going to let me be assaulted by Cratchett. I love my baby. Any way, when we went back down, Cratchet was no where to be seen, and all my favourites were there. I even got a leg massage from one of the nurses while the other one ran my port.

And yesterday was my first radiation treatment. It is no worse that the muga scan, and a lot shorter. Just laying in an awkward position for about 5 minutes. The real problem though is going to be the appointment times. I was told later day would not be a problem, but Wednesdays have to be in the morning to see the radiation oncologist. And on days when I have chemo (when my herceptin restarts) I will end up going to work, to the hospital and pack to work. I really wanted to make them late enough to just go home.

And speaking about my lung infection, I finished the antibiotics yesterday and still fin my breathing laboured. I am using my puffer every 4 hours, so now I guess I have to fit an appointment with my GP in with everything else.
I guess that is enough whining for now.

~Inez