My first time hooked up to my infusion. For the first time, I got to use "Lucy", my port. (St. Lucia is my favorite port. Lucy for short). I have had her for almost 3 years and finally get to keep her busy!
Two necklaces from Shane he wanted me to be sure and wear during my infusion. The kids birthstones on the round one.
Within 5 minutes of Kim's phone call, I all of a sudden became their #1 priority in the infusion department, and magically........ my infusion drug arrived......in that 5 minute time! They told me that I could come in that afternoon or tomorrow. Really? How did that all of a sudden work out?
I had to quickly make plans to get a ride to Huntsman the following day and Kim would meet me there after work. I called them and they told me that I could come at any time I wanted since I was high priority. My infusion room was a private room with a bed in it. Most people were in "pods" as they call them in a huge room. Here we are in a private room!! Even the Doctor came to the infusion floor just to meet with me. That doesn't happen on Fridays, but he did. I was treated like royalty!!!
I realize now that infusion day will last several hours, so I need to prepare for that. They want me to have my next one in 2 weeks.
I also found out some not so good news. My doctor told me 1 in 4 this drug will work on. But the one its works on, it works really good. If it doesn't work, he will try something else. I WILL BE THE ONE!!!!!
Blood results told us my husband had cancer. After several botched and extremely painful biopsies he refused to try again. As a last resort he called Huntsman, after my pleading for him to try just once more. The woman who answered his call said to please not give up. Within 15 minutes the head of the oncology department called my husband and convinced him to give Huntsman a chance to help him. He told him exactly what he needed to do step by step, test by test to figure out the best outcome for his particular cancer. If that doctor had not taken time to make that call I would be a widow now. Every appointment has not gone smoothly and there have been some terrible moments as a result of someones actions but I try to remember we are dealing with other human beings and as such imperfect beings they are. I think the hardest thing in medicine is to remember each person is an individual and not the illness or exam they are there for. Unfortunately some healthcare workers forget that very important fact but thank God many do not.
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