Don’t know why I find this song fitting for this post but I do. Hope you guys can enjoy the random tunes that are showing up on the blog.
I had been looking forward to being through with all the chemo and radiation and am glad it’s all complete now. However I’ll miss the great radiation techs that I’ve seen the last M-F’s for the last six weeks. They were so fast and efficient at their jobs due to how many patients they have to treat, but that didn’t keep them from being such kind and supportive folks. I’ll miss seeing them, but I’m glad to be done.
Having sat in the waiting room all those days for radiation, I met a few people who seemed outwardly positive about their treatment, but most needing treatment were old, had a hard time moving, and a lot seemed to a hard time even talking…it was just super rough for them. One of my favorite patients who I would see sometimes before or after my appointment was an elderly man who couldn’t talk but would do a hand motion over his head showing that he really liked my mohawk as he walked past me. I always felt better after seeing him. He did that hand motion everytime I saw him. The last time I saw him we both gave each other a firm hand shake and a pat on the back.
In the Davis Center they made a bell out of a scuba tank, which each patient who finished up treatment goes out and bangs. The sonic quality of it isn’t something that would put you to sleep at night, but it’s loud enough that everyone in the waiting room of the first floor can hear it. Some days when you hear a bang people give an applause. There was one day were there was so much banging and applause, I swore it must have been a small kid having a great time getting rid of energy and being praised for it.
So after hitting the bell we headed home. Originally we were thinking about a trip to Costa Rica soon after all this ended, but the feelings of sickness got us to change our minds. We’ve still got some travel plans but I need to glide through the post chemo/radiation sickness first.