Today, I'm at the imaging center getting a bone scan and CT scans. They just injected me. I'm radioactive! (...radioactive. Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, whoa, oh, oh, oh, I'm radioactive, radioactive) So now I sit here and wait for 2 hours. In the meantime, they gave me a jug of what I'm pretty sure is just tropical peach Kool Aid. I'm drinking a cup every 10 mins. I haven't had sugar or a sugar substitute, not even fruit juice, in 5 weeks. I bet when I die, this is what heaven tastes like.
On Tuesday, I met with the last doctor for a final opinion. She was reassuring. She basically said the kind of cancer I have is well known and has a "gold standard" that will be treated the same no matter where I go. I'm in NYC. I'd be in good hands at any of the big centers here- Sloan Kettering, Weill-Cornell, Columbia, etc. They're all excellent. They all know each other, have worked together, or have trained together. She personally knows the first doctor I met with and says she's a fantastic oncologist. She said she would not be offended if I go elsewhere. It's not like that. It's not a competition. It's just important that I feel comfortable. She's even willing to be a consultant if I have any questions or second guessing during treatment. It was such a relief to hear that. I had been so nervous about making the wrong decision, but she made me feel like I can't go wrong. I decided to go with team I started working with and where I had already begun all my testing. I have a plan. We're getting started and it feels the ship left the dock. I'm on it for the ride now.
Yesterday, I went to "chemo education" with my new BFF, Nurse Nicole. She went over everything in detail; what to expect, meds I'll be on, foods to avoid, tips on how to calm down nausea. I feel armed with information. My friend and co-worker came with me so I had a second set of ears and some support.
I have an amazing crew at my office. We are a smallish visual marketing company in Manhattan. I've been the Director of Operations there for 6 years. My boss is one of my best friends and for the last 3 weeks the only thing she's shown concern for regarding my job is my health. I can call each of my co-workers a friend also. Everyone has been so helpful and accommodating. I am so lucky I have them. I truly love them and yes, even look forward to going in on most days. Seriously, I'm the luckiest girl alive. BF (boss friend) is going to set up my personal computer with access to our server so I can work from home throughout all this as needed. I can't think of a better situation. I love what I do. Some might say a little too much. The idea of not working for 5 months sounded like torture. I suppose this little interruption could be a good way to teach me moderation at my job. It is a pretty stressful environment at times. Maybe a forced lesson in temperance is not so bad.
Oh they just called me in! I'll finish up later. I have to tell you about the caterer and how plans for Sunday are coming along. Byeeeeee!