So MaNY THingS To dO

This day I'm about to tell you of, is the day I had to get the procedures done to get the stage of cancer determined.  This was back in early May):

Today, I have 3 appointments scheduled.  I have to have an EKG (ecocardiogram) done to test my heart.  They need to make certain my heart is strong enough to take the chemo.  ME, STRONG LIKE BULL!!!!

Then, I will be off to Nuclear Medicine to have a PET/CT scan done.  Really?  Nuc Med, what the cuss!!.  But alright, If I have to.

And last, but not at all least and definitily not exciting, there is the most dreaded ( I have had nightmares about this thing) bone marrow biopsy.

So, Im off to the cardio wing to have my heart checked.  do dodo dodoooooo.  Im just easy breasy oh so pleasey right now.....why you ask............... because there are no NEEDLES invovled in this test.  I get to my room, do as I am told and thats it, EKG, piece o'cake.  BING BAM BOOM, Done!!  No sweat, no stress, annnnddddd no needles!!! My work here is done, except that, the very nice and comforting cardio technician won't leave the room so i can put my bra and shirt back on.  Hummm.   And not only won't she leave, she is standing here right in front of me.  What the cuss!!! It's not as though I have the taughtly spectacular boobs of a 20 year old, why the hell won't she leave.   She is still trying to make conversation, and I'm just going along with it, like, no problem lady, I'll just have a full blown shirtless conversation with you for as long as you want. Yep, juuusstt keep ooonnnn talking.----  Well, I finally start turning toward where Aaron is sitting (by which the technician had drawn the curtain, so my own boyfriend cannot see me) behind the curtain, and she conviently places herself between he and I.  Seriously Lady (Im thinking in my head).    She seems to really be trying to keep me safe from that possible peeping tom or kidnapper sitting right there in that chair, in the same room with me, who walked in here with me, who is my boyfriend.   HELLOOOOO.   She is weird.  Nice and all, but really weird.  I don't need protection from my boyfiend.  Maybe she is like Sookie Stackhouse and can read his mind, and maybe he was having some weird thoughts going on and she felt she would shield me from him.  Yeaaa, that must be what it was.  That's my story and I'm sticking to it.