Not long after I published the last entry titled “delay,” the hurricane Sandy hit our area, and we lost power.  The winds were very high, but we did not get as much rain as expected.  In the midst of the storm, shingles started to fly off my roof into both the back and front yards.  I texted my next door neighbor, and Ron and his son Dallas came over to try to help. Water was seeping into the attic, and Ron decided to climb up in the midst of the storm and nail down the shingles that had come loose.  I was frightened for him, but grateful for the help.  But Sandy was too wicked, and the shingles went sailing again. At that point I had to resign myself . . . it is what it is . . . and just hope that there wouldn’t be too much interior damage from water. Ultimately water did seep through to the living room ceiling, but I think once it dries I will be able to paint over the stain.

We remained without power and heat from Monday evening about 6PM through Thursday morning at 1AM. I started sleeping on the sofa in my family room on Monday night, thinking I would be wise to stay on the lower level during the storm. The family room was also the warmest room, and I actually was cozy and comfortable sleeping .  Being without power and sustaining some damage to the house were much more stressful to me than starting radiation treatments on Wednesday. Again, that feeling of vulnerability crept over me.

Debris covers my yard, and I want in the worst way to be able to rake and clean up, but I am under strict orders not to do excessive movement with my right arm which could unseat the catheter.

Nan accompanied me to Abington Hospital yesterday morning and this morning. I first go into the room where I had my “sim” last Thursday, and a CAT scan is done to be certain the catheter has remained in place.  Then I am taken to the radiation room where either Dr. Herbert or Dr. Patel and Dr. Sullivan hook up my catheter to the radiation machine.  It was explained to me that during the 7 minute treatment, radio-active beads (like a grains of rice) are delivered into the balloon catheter and then withdrawn after the therapy. A sensor is passed over me both prior to and afterwards to be sure that I am not radio-active.  I do not feel anything during the treatment, and actually have a tendency to doze off.  Each time I go for a treatment (twice daily), this process is repeated.

Afterwards I then go to an RN to have the catheter site disinfected and re-dressed.

As of today I have had four radiation treatments. To me, they are uneventful.

. . .and so it is

One thought on “countdown

  1. Ruth Rudolph says:

    Glad to hear your treatments are uneventful, easier to handle that way. Sorry to hear your home sustained damage, we were lucky and did not.

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