Friday was chaos at the infusion center. I didn't cause it, but I was suffering 2nd order effects. Normally when I have an infusion scheduled, I don't schedule anything else. They can start late, run late, I can feel crappy, etc. This past Friday I was scheduled for Pomidronate, a two hour infusion that takes anywhere from three to five hours.
But just this once I scheduled a two o'clock appointment at the Eye Center in the same hospital complex.
Infusion room was backed up. I was in the waiting room. They decided to send me down the hall to have an IV inserted so my tests could get rolling. That seemed a smart move. But my veins weren't cooperating. They've been less co-operative as time moves on. Dr. Miller told me that I need to work with a stress ball to build up the underlying muscle and believe me, I will!
It took several tries before they called in their big gun. Between that and giving up me left arm they got the IV in place. It try to keep all the nonsense on my right hand/arm because I am left handed. Then there is a 30 minute wait for test results. I ran up to the other end of Washington and ran errands.
But sadly, despite their efforts - my actual infusion began moments after 12 noon.
There was just no way I was going to finish and haul ass to Biewend by 2pm. So the offered me June or Monday. So I picked Monday. But it didn't work either.
And I'll be honest. The last place I want to be on May Day is two blocks from the Common or in South Station.
I ended up with June. Sigh. Gotta get a stress ball.