The waiting room at the hospital is usually rather tense, particularly in Oncology. This afternoon, two men appeared with clarinets and music stands, proceeding to play a little concert. Despite a fog of anxiety, I was pleasantly distracted by the talented and friendly musicians.
Today was Crohn’s chemo infusion #22 and my veins are getting harder and harder to find. The nurses—and other patients—have been encouraging me to get a port. I came in feeling ready and today’s difficult experience only confirmed my feeling. It’s time. Thankfully, I had this awesome unicorn pillow to hug and get me through it all.
My snuggly little friend Andrew (the visiting service dog) came to visit again during the afternoon-long appointment. Getting to see him and his human always brightens my day.
1 year ago today: The last Essi
2 years ago today: A clean Paisley
3 years ago today: Fresh lemongrass soap
7 years ago today: An Ornate Gondola