Monday, November 29, 2010

Mayo Monday

 

MONDAY, NOVEMBER 29, 2010

Mayo Monday

Today when I arrived at the Mayo Clinic Scottsdale Campus, I realized it had been a few months since I had been at this campus. I walked in to hear Anne Monte, an elderly woman playing the piano. It reminded me of a year ago, Tamy and I were at the Mayo for a chemo appointment, and Anne Monte was playing the piano, a familiar tune to Tamy, so she and I walked up and said hi to her, and Tamy sang along with the music. Today I watched her play the piano beautifully as I waited for the nurse to call my name. I watched Anne as someone came and lifted her into a wheelchair; she smiled and said Hi to me as she passed. What a cute woman, and how wonderful she volunteers to cheer people up with her music. Another one of those Angels !!


I'm ready for my 2nd appointment. I notice I have labs and want to get the numbing cream on my PORT and mentally prepare myself for stepping off the elevator onto the 3rd floor, breast clinic, and chemo lab. I don't want to smell it today, I don't want to see the people waiting, and I don't want to sit in those all too familiar reclining chairs---WAIT, looking at my itinerary, I know that they have scheduled me for labs on the lower level, I have never been there before. I go check it out; I step off the elevator...no smell, lots of people, and they called me back quickly with no reclining chairs; this time, the blood is coming out of my arm instead of my PORT?? The lady had to stick me several times to get a good vein; I was upset because I know my veins are iffy .... this is why I have a PORT, so I won't have to get my veins collapsed. When I left there, I felt I had been given tender mercy, though I didn't have to go to the 3rd floor today. My last appointment was on the concourse level.... yay no anxiety today, no smells, no worry, no fear. Do you see me dancing? I'm doing the dance right now, arms in the air, a smile on my face. Thanks to my sweet Angel Trystan for calling and walking me through part of Mayo today. I Love You.

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