more waiting

Lately I have been feeling like I'm just waiting around to get better. I should have gone back to work in November, once my ankle was healed, and then, bang - you know that story. My surgeon recommended not working through treatment, so I accepted his advice. As it turns out, I have been feeling fine, so I probably could be working right now, but who would hire a bald me? I have been keeping busy with volunteering for the school, but I am getting anxious to be doing something. Now, it turns out that I will be doing even more waiting. 

I saw the doctor at the cancer centre today, as I do before every treatment. My blood work is great - he said that I must have very healthy bone marrow. The nausea was so much better this time. I just got a bit off track with the medication and suffered for it the last half of the weekend. The only concern I expressed was the swelling of my ankles. That started the Tuesday and progressed to my legs and then my midsection. It lasted a couple days, and aside from causing me a lack of sleep (from having to go to the bathroom all night long), there was nothing more to it. Wrong. Dr. Dunne does not think that's a very common side effect and wonders if there is a problem with my heart function. He listened to my heart, which does do the flippy-floppy thing, and was concerned enough to get me a cardiograph appointment right away. I didn't have to leave the appointment room. The tech came right to me.  "Are you feeling all right, dear?", she asked. "Can you walk to the table?" Yes - I'm fine. No, I don't feel sick. Geesh. Leave me alone. I wish I hadn't said anything. I passed that test but the doctor wanted to place a call to the oncologist in Victoria to see how she wanted to proceed. I received the phone call a couple hours after leaving the centre that I'll be having my MUGA scan next Wednesday, and so my chemo will have to be postponed. Imagine feeling upset to not get to go to something you don't want in the first place. Now I get to see Victoria being presented with an award at school, I can go to pizza lunch at school, I can drive Victoria to the airport, and I can volunteer at the Maple Sugar Festival on the weekend. Still, I am not happy. I want to keep on schedule and be finished at the end of April. More waiting.

Spring is here. Now I just want summer to hurry. I am picturing my family on our favourite camping beach. We will be swimming and having fun, and I will be healthy.