Since I had essentially been up all night, I was more than glad to see that the coffee stand at the VA had both coffee and muffins. Driving over from UCSF wasn’t all that challenging. Not even given the stupid directions that Google Maps was trying to give me. It was just easier to back track to Stanyan, cross the panhandle of the park and drive up Geary to 42nd. Would have been much, much easier if the fog had not decided to be a cold, wet blanket over everything.
As soon as the infusion center opened, I crawled into a chair with a pillow and two blankets. I stayed awake long enough to get blood drawn; then had to be woken to see my doc. After a nice discussion, two of my chemo meds are being reduced, my echo is ok. My anemia is a huge pain and I can get a scan next week if I really want one.
I crawled back in my chair and dozed off and on for the next couple of hours. That turned out to be good because the dipping Google/Siri voice wanted to send me through downtown on the way home. Or to the Golden Gate Bridge. Me? Geary to 36th to Fulton to Stanyan to Oak and away we go. Only took 20 minutes to get those last couple of blocks to the freeway and forever after that. I gave up and bailed @ Ashby. Meanwhile – there is a faster route available… you can save two minutes….
Right. Not.