Treatment, Treatment and more Treatment

Friday, July 24th, I passed my blood tests, met with Dr. W (who is 7 months pregnant and I didn't know!),and had treatment. Not much going on with Dr. W. She had a Female (bummer) Resident who was fascinated with my heart beat. She listened for what seemed like forever and pressed on my neck the whole time to make sure the blood was pumping. Dr. W. reiterated what Dr. E my Cardiologist said about the heart tests. She told me he researches into chemo-damaged hearts. Guess I got the right doctor.

Treatment was uneventful. I caught up with some of my friends in the waiting room and saw Prisoner Harry (he is my first prisoner friend). Harry is doing well. My tattoo on the back of my neck (can't put it on my head anymore because my hair is growing!) was a guitar. Aruna picked it out and applied it.

After treatment, Aruna, her friend and I headed for the lake house for the weekend. My first real adventure without Scott driving me since last year December. I felt giddy with independence again!

Yesterday I started my new blood pressure pills I didn't know how I would react to them so I delayed starting them until after the weekend. Good decision. They make me tired and it is only day two!

Yesterday I also started my daily radiation treatments. Aruna came with me and got to go into the "Command Center" and watch. She said she got to see my insides (Scott still thinks my heart is part ice and asked her if she saw it) but other than that, she found it boring! Ann and Melodie, the Radiation Technicians, took lots of pictures before the actual treatment. I got more dot Tattoos and at today's treatment I asked them to number them for dot-to-dot. I still don't know how long the treatments are since today they had to take more pictures. The best part of today was Ben, one of the cutie Residents was there. He tied my hospital gown for me when I was done :)

I decided that my treatment countdown is not going to count my sessions. Instead, it is going to countdown the days until school starts! I am growing weary of a house full of teenage boys!