Feeling a little Sigourney today

I am having a day that looks and feels like this:

The medical system can make you feel like this...(Can I get an amen--Andy E??)

A letter arrived for me about 2 weeks ago stating that I was booked for a thyroid ultrasound for May 18th at 7.50 am.

Now, that didn't fit into my schedule.

I already had an appointment at the hospital at 2.30 pm, and running back and forth from Royal Jubilee as fun as it sounds, was not what I wanted to do.

I called, they wouldn't reschedule due to my excuse.  The medical oncologist had ordered it, you need to be there.

Whatever.

So, I rearrange my appointment with the Oncologist as best as I could--to 1 pm.

Victory--however small was mine!

Today I am early for my ultrasound appointment and as I am checking in I ask, why?  Now for those of you who know me well, I *NEED* to know why.

The clerk states she doesn't know.

I state: look at the history--it will say why.

She says, Oh, its been ordered because of your PET scan.

Whoooooooooooosh!

All the helium is deflated from my balloon...and I didn't even get to enjoy playing with the helium.

So, as I lay on the bed and the ultrasound starts, I ask, can I watch?  (Another, if you know Kim'ism...I need to see what you are doing to me.)

The tech flatly says, No.

So I squirm until I see the screen as she is measuring what looks eerily similar to Fred.

My first thought.  What am I going to name it?

I don't get my Pet Scan results until Wednesday.  I do get to see a GP Oncologist today at 1.  I may be pressing for some answers.

That's why I am feeling like Sigurney Weaver.  I just feel like I have no answers.  I am being told where to go, what I have to do, but I don't know WHY?!

It's just like being back at the beginning of all this, no information--makes me cranky.

On a totally different side note:  Kent and I are headed (with Max) to HM 2012 in Abbotsford.  It's bouying me today.  I get to hang out with the Colwood crew and get to know them.  AND I get to love on my kids from Kelowna.

I can't wait.

The alien is going to have to wait a bit -- I will deal with him Tuesday--for Round 2 of Chemo.