which in my case has absolutely nothing to do with alcohol and much to do with not sleeping through followed by a too early BART, bus and going to the SFVA. After getting through all the preliminaries (lab work, provider check, hydration) I hung out for hours getting various drugs through the usual IV route. The only oral drug in the R-CHOP combination is prednisone which you have heard me complain about more than once. I will try to limit my crabbiness this time. No complete promises, but will try.
DId I mention the premed drugs? Solucortef to start out the fun and oral meds to prevent nausea or itching. Since together they seem to do the job in preventing both allergic reactions and nausea, I am not really complaining. More stating that I feel like a bag of chemicals/drugs at the end of the day.
George came and bailed me out. Our route out of the city was over the Golden Gate in bright sunshine, over the Richmond Bridge and south to home. I certainly should not complain about the commute. One gentlemen has 2 1/2 hours each way (7 days every three weeks) and another is traveling about 3 hours each way every couple of weeks. Yes, they could go closer to home but would rather drive. States something pretty impressive about the care from my point of view.
I am crashing early obviously.
Since I am home and have [almost] all the thread I need –
This is where I was leaving the ship on Clock –
And where I am now on the Flower Spray