Up early this morning as I had an 8:00 appointment at the Tom Baker.  Didn't sleep worth a hoot last night...the usual anxiousness that Bill says he just doesn't get....however, I notice he never sleeps that well on the nights before my appointments either.  We arrived on time and checked in at 7:55 AM.  The receptionist didn't say a word, just took my information, handed me the same questionnaire you fill out on every single visit and indicated we should wait to be summoned to the next seating area.  Got the questionnaire completed and was then escorted to the next waiting area.  I think they figure if they keep moving you to a new chair you will feel like you are making progress.  It was busy this morning and it was pretty obvious that the vast majority of the patients waiting were a "new crop".  The usual signs.....carrying binders and books, had their hair, etc. etc.  Well we sat and we waited and we waited and patient after patient, many who arrived long after I had were taken into examining rooms.  I finally looked at Bill and said "Do you think we have an appointment?"  He said he had been thinking the same thing so he went back to the reception area to ask if we were on the appointment schedule.  Yes we were, but not until 9:30!!!  Not sure if Bill got the time wrong when he talked to them last week or they gave us the wrong time but we didn't even get into an examining room until 9:45.  Let me tell you my toes were tapping!  The nurse came in and looked right at Bill and asked him how he was feeling.  She was getting the blood pressure machine ready and I stuck out my arm.  She looked a little stunned and said "You're the patient?"  I just roared!  Made my day!  Bill did not think it was nearly as funny as I did!    Saw my doctors resident and she indicated that my doctor wanted to start me on chemo immediately.  I told her we had tried to call last week, twice actually, to tell them we were going away for a couple of weeks on Monday and that I had hoped to come in last week to start my chemo if that was the plan so that I would at least have a week to recover before taking off.  At that time we were assured that we would get a call back once they had discussed it with the doctor.   This, however,  did not happen and we just assumed that maybe the doctor had decided to wait until my return from Mexico to start my treatments up again.    In any case, after some discussion, it was decided that I should start the oral chemo tomorrow and would have my first IV treatment as soon as I returned from Mexico.  A good compromise I think and one my doctor seemed to think was acceptable.  Must confess, it has been a real treat to not have any chemo for the past several weeks!  It will be hard to go back to that regime after being free from it!   The nurse gave me my requisition for blood work and stressed three times that they would only call me if the bloodwork was not good and that if I did not hear from them I should start the meds tomorrow morning!   Finished up at the clinic and headed to the  pharmacy to get my oral chemo and were told the meds wouldn't be available for at least an hour or two.  So off to the lab to get my blood work done, pleased to see it wasn't too stacked up.  What I didn't see was that there was only one tech working and progress was as slow as molasses.  I think I waited for close to an hour before they finally got me in.  From there back upstairs to pick up the meds then off to grab breakfast.  We have taken to going out for either breakfast or lunch after these appointments.  One of my nurses gave me a list of breakfast/lunch places that she really liked so we have been working through the list and have found some real little gems.  Finished breakfast and headed over to Golf Town to pick up a club then out to Lowes and Cross Iron Mills as Bill had spotted a great deal on a drill he wanted.  A guy never, ever has enough tools.......especially when they are on sale!  Honestly....While he was shopping at Lowes I cruised the mall.  While walking around my phone started to ring.  Took one look and saw it was the Tom Baker!  Sh*&#!!!  They told me they would only call if the blood work was not good.  Now I'm steaming as I'm fumbling to answer the call thinking to myself that it was looking like Mexico was not going to happen after all!  I finally answer and get this cheery voice on the other end.  "Hi Leslie....just calling to tell you your blood work is good and you can go ahead and start your meds tomorrow!"  Grrrrr......when you want them to call they don't....when you don't expect them to call, they do...."  Three times they told me...no call....good news!!!

Didn't get home until 3 PM.  Not that the day was all that active but must confess I'm feeling just a little drained.

Think I'll sign off and leave you with a picture of Boomer enjoying spaghetti! I think these are quite humorous!  I am seriously thinking of doing a photo shoot on him to practice everything I learned in my photography course.  He is so photogenic!!!  Not that these are great photos but it's hard to dangle spaghetti and shoot a photo at the same time.  The technique needs a little work and I need him to gobble a little slower!!!