It's "Cranky Mom" Night

Beware the wrath of a cranky mom. My boys, who aren't listening, don't know what's about to hit 'em. Life lesson #572.

On another note...........had my radiation treatment planning session today and everything went OK. I was not able to get the preferred treatment time that I wanted (8:30 a.m.) which everyone had led me to believe would not be a problem - hence the crankiness. (I mean, don't say it if it isn't true. Is that concept really all that difficult? It's just one of my many pet peeves about the medical community....but I digress.) So I'm stuck with a 9:30 a.m. time slot for at least the first two weeks, after which the 8:30 slot will be opening up at the end of another person's treatment session. OK. I'll deal.

As for the treatments themselves, I won't be starting with them until NEXT Monday now. I didn't realize - and wasn't told - that they would need that week to prepare everything before I could actually start treatments. Again - why don't they just SAY SO?????? (Yes, I'm cranky about that too.)

The rest of the planning session was fairly straightforward. They showed me an 8-minute video on what to expect during treatments, which I found to be fairly informative. Then they took me back to get the IV that I would need for the contrast dye for a CAT Scan. That was pretty much the suckiest part of the day. I must have the smallest veins in the world for an adult person and the poor girl had a really difficult time. I think I felt worse for her than I did for myself - that must be the most nerve-wracking thing. (Then again there have been so many other times when the technician and/or nurse has had no problems at all, so I think part of it is me, and part of it is them.) After the IV was in they used a "simulator" to set up my alignments. I now have four permanent little tattoo dots which will help them during the treatment process, which I find to be quite amusing, don't ask me why. Afteward it was on to the CAT scan, which took only about 5 minutes, then back to the treatment center to schedule my time and off I went.

Easy peasy, lemon squeezey. Heh. I'll keep you posted on the treatments themselves. Off to scare my kids. Whee!!!