A Change of P(l)ace

Greetings again from downtown Seattle No!  We are actually in a different location this week.  Deb's oncologist is covering for another doctor at one of the many satellite locations of their medical group, so today we are in Canyon Park, which is adjacent to - and may actually be considered a part of (?) - Bothell.  The distance we travelled to get here was a little more than to our regular appointment location, but we hope the traffic won't be quite as bad (but likely will) when we leave.  We've been here before to see her surgeon, so it isn't as if we'd never been here before.

Deb had a pretty good weekend, mostly due to a ~48 hour visit by a friend of hers who flew from Minneapolis just to see her.  We did get out to do a few things while she (let's call her 'Simone') was here, so Deb got to test her stamina and overall she did pretty well.  We even made it to a soccer game - 'Simone's' first professional sports event - and our team even won (Go Sounders!).  Why am I calling her 'Simone'?  Yeah, that was after an autocorrect issue while she and I were setting up her visit.  'Someone' became 'Simone' somehow.  I hate that Otto Korreckt guy sometimes.

Deb has even had some improvement in many areas of her side-effects, though her 'off' feeling (maybe light nausea?) has occurred a bit more often.  Not to the point of stopping her from doing things, but something she has to deal with.  Stamina is still a bit less than baseline (i.e., before surgery and treatment got started), but has been steadily creeping back up.

So right now we're sitting in the Infusion Services room at PacMed-Canyon Park and Deb has started on the pre-meds and is chilling out - literally - with her first cold cap of the day.  I've got the timer going for the cap change-outs, so my work routine has started in earnest and will continue for several hours, likely until 8:00pm or so tonight.  I am ready to go back to the downtown facility next week, though.  I definitely have more room to move around there.  It's a bit cramped here with the cooler, me, and all of our other stuff sandwiched into about 10 or 12 square feet of space and having to jump into action every 20 minutes.

And for those of you keeping score at home (or at work, or on-the-go), this is chemo-day 5 of 12, representing 41.6667% of the way through this onerous process of allowing people to pump toxins into my wife.