365 Days of Carol Anne

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Day 281

Look at that, another lost post. There’s no photo today and yes I am typing this and posting it on Sunday with a backdate. I’m sick with the cold everyone else here has. I was sort of filled with the ick during the week but was feeling pretty good about not catching the full-on cold that everyone else seems to have. I mean my poor hubs is still sick after more than a week, my brother and my sister-in-law are both recovering from this ick and it seems like everyone I read on Twitter is sick but me, I was chugging along like the little woman who could. Then came yesterday.

I’m of the firm belief that you get sicker when you finally get time to lay down and rest. When I still worked I was firmly believed that during the week when you had to get up every day and go to work you could better fight off whatever ailed you than during the weekend when you can sleep in and lay down and let your guard down. The minute you lay down and really rest your body the ick takes over. Well yesterday I had the MRI of the neck and soft tissue and so I took my last Xanax. I maintain that it does very little to kill the nerves off before/during the MRI but it’s good for a nice nap afterwards. After the MRI we stopped at McDonald’s for hash browns and OJ then made our way home. In between drinking lots of fluids to flush the dye out of my kidneys I slept. And sleep I did. By the time I woke up from my Xanax induced nap the ick had the upper hand. Flushed, check; runny nose, check; phlegmy cough, check; general state of blah, double check. I slept most of last night and then was up all night because I’d slept the better part of the day. I finally went back to sleep around 6am and then slept until almost 2pm.

Of course this blog isn’t about telling you about my nasty cold. (well, actually it’s about just about anything) This particular feature is about my cancer journey. Yesterday was the first of my two follow-up MRIs. This one was rough. Let me preface this by saying the actual women who take care of you and who perform (?) the MRI are incredible. The office staff @ SJ Radiology leave much to be desired.

Let’s start @ 7:30am Friday morning. I called over there to confirm my appt. and to ask if anything had opened up later in the day. The confirmed my appt. and that there was noting available later in the day. Fast forward to 7:30am this morning when we arrived at SJ Radiology in Turnersville. The girl couldn’t find me on the schedule. Want to know why?

Because somehow the person who made the appt. made it for the Voorhees office instead of the Turnersville office. #$%!!! My first appt. there they didn’t make the correct length appt. for me. This time I was scheduled into the wrong office. #$%!!! I very calmly told the girl at the desk this and she said oh well the scheduling is centralized so they make appointments for all the offices. #$%!!! The really nice people at the Turnersville office accommodated me and did the MRI there. However, the more open MRI was broken so I had to go in the more enclosed machine. The very nice woman, Cathy put my IV in but had a hard time getting a vein. She’d get in and then it would blow. 2 arms & 3 sticks later it was in. My right arm looks like I’ve been shooting up. (if only heroin chic was still in vogue)

Central scheduling wasn’t open to correct next week’s appointment so we’ll have to do that Monday. Argh! #$%!!!

So next week I head back for the second MRI, this one’s a brain MRI and then we wait until my appointment with the oncologist at the end of the month.

Thanks for stopping by every day. I promise not to get any of my germs on you. I love you all.

Love,

~ Carol Anne

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  1. SC

    *shakes head* It doesn’t seem to matter how much you double check there is always someone who gets something wrong when it comes to appointments. Here’s hoping for a smoother time next time.

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