Just Another Oncology Appointment
I got to see all my friends at the White Russian’s office this morning. I was almost sad when he said, “Everything looks great! We don’t need to see you for another six months.” Not the, “everything looks great,” part. The, “we don’t need to see you for another six months,” part.
I did something a little different today. When the nurse weighed me I didn’t tell her I’d be much lighter the next time she saw me. I’ve said that every single time before and I think I just jinxed myself. So I didn’t say it out loud, but I was definitely thinking it.
The doctor and I discussed changing from Arimidex to Femara because I do have a lot of joint and muscle stiffness, but after I’m up and about for a few minutes I loosen up. He thinks that could be residual from the Taxotere treatments I received nearly three years ago. I think it may have to do with the weight. Most likely it’s a combination of a few things. Since my symptoms are not arthritic-type pains he doesn’t think its the Arimidex so I’m still on that. Which I’m good with because I hate changing medications unless there’s a really good reason.
And how funny is this. He walked in the examination room with a huge smile on his face and asked excitedly, “Are the kids in school yet?” It made me laugh and I answered in kind, “They went back on Monday!” Then I realized he doesn’t get to ask that question very often. I know he has young patients, but I’ve never seen anyone close to my age in there. And I’m not really all that young.
Would you believe I purposely avoided going near Starbuck’s today? I did. Swear and spit. And I didn’t even miss it. I did take an alternate route home and that was kind of fun. I saw this tiny, little sign that said something about “historical” with an arrow so I followed it because I’m a major geek that way (she says geekily proud of the fact). I got lost. But I didn’t mind because it’s a gorgeous day, I had great tunes and the scenery was beautiful. I’m not exactly sure what the historical thing was, but I enjoyed myself and I knew eventually I’d come upon a road I thought I might possibly know. I did.
I would have loved to keep driving around, looking for more historical stuff (it’s EVERYWHERE out here), but I had to come home and let Sookie out. She’s been a little depressed this week with all her people gone so I had to show her some love. On a side note, she’s getting awesome with a frisby! I’ll try to get some pictures of her stealthy self jumping high to catch the disk later this week. Good stuff, Maynard.
Now I need to clean the house and do laundry. Ugh!
I think this may be one of the lamest posts ever. If you stuck it out, thanks for hanging with me til the end.
Wait…you got lost????Who would’ve thunk???
So Anonymous…Would I call you Mister or Miss Smartypants??
LOL – anonymous must know you well. Not a lamo post. Yay for the pass on Starbucks. White Choco Mocha will be waiting in six months or sooner. Now I need to go tell myself this before I go out for lunch and decide on something NOT WW friendly. lol.
Au Contraire, my dear Jenster! Thou didst give us great cause for rejoicing! That thou wilst not need to see the physician again for many a fortnight…this is good news indeed!Sorry…for some reason, lately I just loooove writing in Middle Ages vernacular, lol. Or maybe that was Regency England. I have been watching a little Jane Austen lately.
Great news! When my doctor told me he didn’t need to see me for 6 months, I almost cried. I love him and his staff so much.Not a boring post at all.
I like the good news! Hurrah!!You know you don’t really have to avoid Starbucks. They have c.o.f.f.e.e you know, that dark stuff without additives!!Stick with you? Is there a choice? You’re stuck with me!! LOL!!
Lame? Are you kidding??? Not with THAT great news!!!! Congrats on the 6-month reprieve!!! I understand the mixed feelings about not having to go in, however. After working with a fertility specialist for a year, I came to know him and his staff in a very special way, and they were precious to me, even if the treatments weren’t successful. (God was, the treatments weren’t!) And major kudos for passing up Starbucks! Another reward is waiting after your next weight goal, so never fear…it will still be there. 🙂
6 months! Another milestone there Miss Jenster and a great reason to follow signs willy-nilly ;)I wish Cody could chase after something but he’s on the down side now. Watch, I say that and tomorrow he’ll be all puppified again. Goofy dog.See if you can catch some small vid of Sookie.CindyS
Not lame at all! Six months before your next appointment? That rocks!
Six months off! Just excellent!! And btw – swear and spit so funny! I will use it if I can remember it long enough.
I’m glad the appointment went well!And can I just tell you that here in this very post is reason #784 that I love reading your blog: “Good stuff, Maynard.” Hee! I love that phrase!!
Just remember, you are never lost, just “temporarily misdirected”. I heard a really good ‘not lost’ phrase not long ago, and now I can’t remember it! Yeah on the 6 month no White Russian, always good to know.
Congrats on the clean bill of health!
This is the best news ever. You are in such a great, healthful place, Jenster, and it’s been a long time coming. So proud of and for you. WTG God and you. (((hugs)))p.s. I read this post a day or 2 ago, and must’ve forgotten to comment. They say the mind is the first to go…
P.S. and BTW…I don’t like to think of not knowing where I’m going as being “lost”, rather, just enjoying a new experience. At least that’s my story…
What monnik said..haven’t heard “Good stuff, Maynard” in a long, long time…lol.Also, very glad your doctor’s visit was a good one!
happy good news!