Day 10 of my radiation treatments.
So pretty much everybody, who's been reading this blog, knows that I've had breast cancer surgery recently. And I am still recovering from that.
I will preface the following rant by saying that I am extremely grateful to be receiving transportation through the American Cancer Society. And I'm quite certain that what happened to me today was no fault of theirs. So far, as they have been having difficulty finding volunteers to take me, I have been receiving my transportation from EMT.
On the trip to my treatment today, I had one of the drivers that I have had several times before. And am getting to know pretty well. The trip was quite pleasant and without difficulty.
I will preface the following rant by saying that I am extremely grateful to be receiving transportation through the American Cancer Society. And I'm quite certain that what happened to me today was no fault of theirs. So far, as they have been having difficulty finding volunteers to take me, I have been receiving my transportation from EMT.
On the trip to my treatment today, I had one of the drivers that I have had several times before. And am getting to know pretty well. The trip was quite pleasant and without difficulty.
My treatment itself took longer than usual and was therefore more taxing. Unfortunate since I'm getting to be more tired anyway [the Dr. says that can happen from the treatment].
I have also noticed a harder than usual area in my left breast. I'm supposed to see one of my doctors about that tomorrow. I'm hoping it's just swelling, brought on by the radiation or something.
I have also noticed a harder than usual area in my left breast. I'm supposed to see one of my doctors about that tomorrow. I'm hoping it's just swelling, brought on by the radiation or something.
The second trip was an entirely different "kettle of fish" from the first. To begin with, it's raining outside. Pretty much has been all day for days. Although that last part is a bit beside the point.
I was rather dubious about being picked up by a wheelchair-lift van. And they did not offer to let me sit in the front seat, so I didn't ask. But I was therefor forced to stand, on the lift, in the rain, waiting for my chance to step into the van proper.
The central seats were, in my opinion, too small. So obviously I chose to sit in the rear most seat that was more generously-sized. In hindsight, it seems that was a poor choice.
I have no idea if the vehicle has bad shocks, or if the driver was going too fast, or just exactly what was the problem. One way or another I was bouncing, on that back seat, so hard it was hurting my breasts! And the trip was not made any better by having to go out of the way to pick up another passenger. I should note that, normally, I do not object to additional passengers. But it's a different thing when I'm in pain. I did once tell the driver that it was getting very bumpy.
I have no idea if the vehicle has bad shocks, or if the driver was going too fast, or just exactly what was the problem. One way or another I was bouncing, on that back seat, so hard it was hurting my breasts! And the trip was not made any better by having to go out of the way to pick up another passenger. I should note that, normally, I do not object to additional passengers. But it's a different thing when I'm in pain. I did once tell the driver that it was getting very bumpy.
It was so violent back there that I had to shield my breasts with my arm and my bag. And I was holding on, for dear life, with my other hand. The seat-belt was little help, since I had to put the shoulder strap behind me, to keep it from strangling me!
Upon finally arriving at my driveway, I requested to be allowed to climb out over the passenger front seat, instead of having to stand in the rain again. I will give them credit. They did actually comply.
Upon finally arriving at my driveway, I requested to be allowed to climb out over the passenger front seat, instead of having to stand in the rain again. I will give them credit. They did actually comply.
If I thought I had the option, I would request to never see that vehicle again. Or, for that matter, never to see that kind of vehicle again. They are difficult to climb into and out of (if I'm granted the front seat), as well as not feeling like they have proper shocks. The last being my experience with the several that I have been in, during this ordeal. I'm not even particularly fond of the ones that have a bus-like stairwell entrance, though they are (a bit) better.
The more I have to deal with any form of transportation, the more fervently I wish for this to all be done. Or at least the ability to transport myself.
Over-all not a good day. Though there is one ray of sun. ... It looks like Critter Control {314-423-8801 for their St. Louis, MO office} has FINALLY caught the groundhog. At least there was one in the trap this morning. I'm currently hopeful that there was only the one.
And not to worry. I've been assured that the animals they take away are safely relocated.
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