I knew I'd need a convoy to get to chemo this week...
OK, the police escort was not for me. I think the VPD was just flashing its brass this morning because they can.
Yesterday, we did manage to get out of the driveway, but not without driving around the aftermath of the torch relay. I've got to say, in addition to my previous complaints, that people really need to rethink this notion of dressing up like a Canadian flag.
Seriously, the red and white jackets, hats and mittens are not a good look.
I say this, Olympic Believers, because I care about you. I really don't want you to look like total dorks. But I guess it is too late for that.
Anyway, enough about the gong show.
More importantly, I had my first dose of Bendamustine today. Health Canada's approval came this week and the drug was shipped in a hurry. I will have the second infusion tomorrow.
All went without issue (the first time getting a new chemo drug is always a little nervy) and I didn't have any reaction. There are a number of possible side effects, but I'm hoping to avoid them. Fatigue and low counts are the primary ones.
Today's visit also had the added benefit of a visit from little Jazzy doing her pet therapy rounds.
Apparently, she only does her hair when she's working. It would appear from the above picture that I never do mine.