Left Arm 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 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.
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Cancer, Covid & Coronary... I started this complaining list/blog, in May 2016. I posted 200 gripes about my breast cancer and then I was done. On March 13, 2020, I started venting all over again, when another disease (starting with a C) interfered with my life. Only this time, it was affecting more than me. I ranted for a year, until I got my vaccine in March 2021. Coronary Artery Disease was the reason I restarted this blog on September 26, 2021. This time it was Don who was dealing with a worry that started with the letter "C". Coronavirus and Cancer, Coronary Artery Disease! All are evil, but none can totally get me down... if I vent! I usually end up feeling a little more positive at the end of each post! Archives
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