#82 Don't Like Left Arm Abuse

Since I've had lymph nodes removed, I'm supposed to use my left arm for everything... shots, blood pressure, IVs, etc.  My left arm has lately taken a lot of abuse.  Before chemo on Tuesday, I bumped my arm trying to move a TV and I now have a creepy bruise.  The night before chemo, I cut my left pinky chopping vegetables. So I went in for chemo on Tuesday with bruises and band-aids.

Frene

I had a new nurse on Tuesday and I had to show her Ms. Donkey, my mascot.   The donkey was keeping an eye on the arm poking.  Freenea looked serious as she worked, but she was good humored and thought Ms. Donkey was quite fun.  She did have to poke me twice to get the IV started, though.  It happens.

Wednesday

When I returned on Wednesday for my Nuelasta shot... in my left arm, Freenea barely recognized me with my fluffy wig. She said she'd been thinking about donkeys, since the day before.  Giraffes are her thing and she has a few posed by her computer. Our animals made friends.

Freenea is good at dealing with people like me.  She used to work with children. After a more serious discussion about her work with kids and cancer, I was reminded of how lucky I am. ​ Dealing with myself is one thing.  I can only imagine what it would be like to be a parent (or nurse) of a child with cancer.  No more complaining about my arm today.