This morning bright and early we shuffled off to the Cancer Center to begin Ken's first chemotherapy appointment. It was to begin at 8:00 a.m. and would run until mid to late afternoon with a break at 2:30 p.m. for his radiation simulation. We had been told yesterday that his radiation appointments would have to take place at 9:00 p.m. initially, and would hopefully be able to change to a more reasonable hour within the next few weeks. The chemo nurses were very nice, the lunch (a lovely chicken salad salad sandwich, chicken noodle soup, and orange cake for dessert) was completely devoured, and Ken tolerated the treatment very well. The only glitch was that his I.V. infiltrated his arm at the end of the treatment. Luckily, it was only the saline solution involved, so a new I.V. was inserted and that was that. His simulation went off without a hitch, and we were offered the time slot of 6:45 a.m. for his treatments instead of the late nights, and we were very happy indeed. So, after the day at the hospital, and another hour or so at the pharmacy to pick up another round of medications, we headed for home at about 5 p.m. I swear, I do not make this stuff up ('cuz who would believe it)...we just got a call from the hospital telling us that Ken's radiation treatment won't happen tomorrow-----because the machine just went down!!! Seriously?? Are you kidding?? We are supposed to call tomorrow to see if we will be able to start by Thursday.
I snapped this picture of my handsome hubby for y'all to enjoy.
Oh yeah, Happy Valentines Day...