It is Wednesday, with Friday the 13th arriving in the middle of the week. I am sitting in the infusion room at the SFVA. My break is over and I am back to hanging out with other vets and the infusion nurses.
I’ve finished the main run of chemo and am now shifting over to maintenance therapy. No promises but the best guess is that returning for regular infusions (immunotherapy) will prolong remission and I am all for that. Never any promises, but we will see.
So it was up at a really early time this morning, dropping Dani off at work before parking at BART and heading to SF. In a long, round about way, I managed to make my way to the SFVA via the #38 Bus on Geary. I arrived about 10 seconds too late to catch the usual MetroLink bus. This particular driver is overly prompt and doesn’t stop or wait for anyone (unlike the drivers on the previous Bauer Contract). Just after I was leaning disgustedly on the wall, preparing to wait 40 minutes for the next bus another person bound for the VA. In a flash of really dumb thoughts, we decided to head over to Geary and catch the 38R. Said bus, of course, didn’t come along. After waiting a while we grabbed the second 38 and wound up dropped in front of the VA just about the same time as if we had waited for the free shuttle.
None the less, the ride was fun as it was just about only VA staff + a couple of vets by the time that we arrived at 42nd street.
The clinic hasn’t changed but there has been considerable nursing staff turnover since I was here 90 days ago. I was able to give away the bag of lemons I brought and get a latte even before I started my appointments.
It is going to be a long day – I have dental after I finish at the infusion center. But I should be done in time to catch the Metrolink home. By that time, George ought to be home!