This week has been rather emotional as a lovely lady who works in my side of the hospital campus died last week after her battle with bowel cancer, and I went to the work memorial for her. Then a couple of hours later I was hooked up for my latest chemo and herceptin duo.
I confused the staff by sitting in a different chair again, I've told them I want to try them all out and this time I had a chair with a view. The place was about half full when I arrived and then there was just 2 of us.
This time I got an air bubble in my 2nd bag and it involved my alarm going off repeatedly and the nurses taking turns to flick the line to disperse it, so the whole procedure took about 10 minutes longer, other than that no dramas.
The cancer centre team were having a training session the following day so the other patient and I were entertained with them moving furniture around us and setting up tables. I was able to give them my expert advice about making sure they didn't mix up the colours of the chairs and found I was not the only OCD person in the room.
I got home to find my care package at my door. This time it was aromatherapy energy pulse point oil, and some moisturising gel socks you pop on your feet for 20 mins to soak up some lovely oils. Felt great when I tried them and very pampered.
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| My happy feet |
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| This post is in memory of Donna, rest easy now and purple reigns! |
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