Day-after Chemo #2

Chemo day is a very not-a-big-deal type of thing.  I think it's because people are just constantly going in and out, getting their chemo and then getting up and leaving.  I don't know why I thought there would be hospital beds and people in gowns, and those really terrible blue hats on bald heads.  It's totally not like that at all.

Mom's chemo is basically 6 hours.  I don't know if we can get it down to less than 6, but so far, the first half of the day is a lot of waiting then the chemo comes, then an afternoon of waiting.  So we're sitting, and I'm trying not to kill my phone for having basically no connection to 3G.  Oh, it says the connection is fine, but nothing's loading.  I blame Cambridge.  We're just too close to them, and they're sucking all the data out of AT&T.  That's my biggest gripe of the day, with my mom having cancer in the middle of her chemo, and I'm thinking 'F U AT&T'.  I probably said it a few times too.  Mum was connecting her kindle to the hospital network; it's bad -- I know -- but she's wifi only and has to sit in a chair all day, insecure network it is!

The great news is that the test that tells you whether you've got lots of ovarian cancer is showing a nice steady decline.  After one chemo, the test was at 23.  She started at 600 something back in November.  Huge deal.  My fear was that it would decline because of the surgery and then you couldn't isolate the fact that the chemo actually works, but it's basically considered 'normal' now so why not just secure that normality with a bit of chemo.

Downside and totally unrelated problem is that my best friend at work is basically leaving.  I mean, he hasn't made the decision yet, but I wouldn't turn it down if I was him.  That just really sucks.  Emotionally, I've already sort of been hit enough I think, and now this is just another bit of crap that I have to adjust to.  I'm not good with change and there's been too much of that lately.  Time to settle.