Tuesday, June 16, 2009

A Chemo Diary

I spent the day at the Huntsman Institute of Cancer and let me just say, it was awesome (for me, not my mom). First off, I need to thank my sister-in-law, Cassie for watching my two boys ALL DAY LONG. Thank you so much Cassie, Lexi and Laney. I had total peace of mind knowing that my kids were not only well taken care of but also having a ton of fun with their cousins. It was so nice to relax and concentrate on my mom all day. 

After visiting the Huntsman, I'm considering a change in careers. Maybe I'll become an Oncologist or a Registered Nurse or a Janitor just so I can spend time in this building. I'd be happy cleaning the beautiful marble bathrooms or shining the beautiful marble floors or refilling the beautiful (not marble) hand sanitizers that were EVERYWHERE. Everything was so clean and sanitized and orderly. I imagine my Celestial Kingdom is a lot like the Huntsman Institute of Cancer. For example, has this little dilemma ever bothered you? You go to the bathroom, you wash your hands, you dry your hands, you grab the GERMY door handle to leave the bathroom and all your hand-washing efforts have gone to waste? Well, the brilliant minds over at the Huntsman have a solution: 
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Tiny paper towels right next to the handle. I'm in love. 

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Despite the cleanliness, the beautiful views, and the countless tables that were home to jigsaw puzzles, my mom wasn't able to relax. This is the worried face that she had on pretty much all day. Smile, mom, they're about to pump your body full of poison! 
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There was lots of waiting around which didn't help her nerves. 
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Finally, she made it to the Infusion Suite, which kind of reminded me of the first class section of an airline (a really crappy airline where everyone gets cancer) complete with snack cart and warmed up blankets. 
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Coffee, tea, adriamycin cytoxan cocktail?
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Mom is chemolaxing- "relaxing" while she gets chemo.
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Meanwhile, dad is busy organizing the MASSIVE cancer notebook/briefcase. So much information, so many appointments to keep track of.
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And lastly, we got a visit from Oakley, the therapy-dog. Apparently the therapy-rabbit and the therapy-hairless-rat had the day off. No joke, the therapy-hairless-rat. To each cancer-patient his own, I guess.
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So there you go. DeNeece, you made it through a tough day! You deserve a big chocolate cake and 5 different types of anti-nausea medications to help you eat it. I'm proud.
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6 comments:

the coltons said...

wow, no fun. i'm sorry for your mom, but i'm so glad to see your dad (and you, of course) were there with her. please let me know if i can do anything for you while you're in town!

Emily said...

You made that not look so bad although I'm sure it was pretty miserable. Glad you could find some humor in a not so funny situation.

KellyB said...

Whoa! Your mom is such a trooper! And your dad too! What a hard thing this would be to go through. I love your posts though about everything. The pics are incredible and you are hilarious. I love reading your blog.

Amelia said...

Wow. Thinking of you guys. I'll bet you are so glad you can be there with her, even if it is terrible.

KrumperKids said...

I can barely type through my tears. We are praying for you; we'll see you this weekend. We need to get Booker and Tyler together. My big girls would love to play with Teichert.

grauntbetsy said...

Thanks for posting. Keep finding the funnies. Hope you get through the next couple of days as well. In our prayers and thoughts.

Betsy