Notes From the Infusion Chair -- November 7, 2019 [may be TMI; read at your own risk]
8:45am -- I'm not actually in the infusion chair yet. Before I get there, I have an appointment for an echocardiogram, which is a routine every-three-month thing for me. After the echo, I'll head downstairs for an appointment with my oncologist. I see her every six weeks. I left the house with time to spare this morning, and I'm so glad I did. It was a bad traffic day -- the Freeway was backed up all the way down 295 and halfway down 210. It wasn't stressful, though, because I knew I'd get there at least on time if not early like I'd hoped. The ride was very tiring, though. I worry about that. I tire so easily, which makes a two hour drive a little dicey. 11:20am -- I've had my echo, then my appointment my oncologist. By the time I left my oncologist's office, the echo results still hadn't come through. She okayed treatment today and will keep an eye out for the results. So now I sit in the infusion center waiting room waiting to be ca