My day started off pretty busy. I had to make it to the salon by 9amto get a haircut before we leave on our cruise on Sunday. I wanted to get back in time to go with my Mom to take my Granny to the Doctor. I rushed to the salon, back to the house, on to the pharmacy to get necessary meds to take on the trip, and back to the house again to wait on them to swing by and pick me up.
It is over an hour to her Doctor. I fell asleep on the way. I am hopeless when it comes to being a passenger in a car. I woke up when we were nearing the hospital. The traffic was brutal and I didn't think we would ever get there. Well, we did, and we were only late by about 5 minutes.
My Granny and I got out of the car at the door while Mom looked for a parking place. I went ahead and got her into the office and had her checked and co-pay taken care of. When Mom got there she finished up the paperwork, I wasn't sure how to fill some of it out. After about 15 minutes my Granny's name was called and she was taken to the back to get blood work done, her weight, and blood pressure checked. She had only gained one pound. We were hoping for more, but would take what we could get. (She weighs just 109 lbs)
After the nurses took care of all that, she was placed into a waiting room, and then they called us back to join her. While walking back to the room we passed the chemotherapy room. It had comfortable lounge chairs placed around the room and up against the walls. Almost all of them were occupied by a patient receiving their medications. It was very sad to see so many there who were getting chemo treatments. They ranged from all ages, to the very young to the very elderly. I looked away not wanting to see anymore. I felt stabs in my heart for all of them.
We settled into her waiting room. We chatted and flipped through magazines they were tossed around the room. Finally the Doctor came in. He asked her the usual questions about how she had been feeling and doing. He looked over the charts and various figures and told her that everything was looking good! Her leukemia was not showing any signs of progressing and her blood counts were now within normal range. What a sigh of relief!! Her iron levels were also improving! He gave her some medication to help her with her appetite so she would eat more and gain some of her strength back. He also gave her another prescription to have on hand just in case she came down with the flu. He said it was better to have it and not need it, than to need it and not have it. I liked this doctor very much. He was very nice and sweet to her. He gave her a hug and talked close to her so she could hear him better. He introduced himself to each of us, even though I was the only one who had not met him before. He then thanked us all for being there for her.
So we left and had peaceful minds for the rest of the day. It is always frightening going on her checkups. It is the fear that something could get worse and you don't want to hear that. But for now, she is going as strong as she can possibly can! She doesn't have to go back to the doctor for another two months!