Yesterday Bonnie and I went up to Jackson - the main purpose to get my CT scan. It was to have been a short day, with a couple of enjoyable things thrown in for fun. ..... NOT! .....
Hopefully Al had gotten my message that I wasn't riding the shuttle. Drove toward the setting Harvest Moon - beautiful. I got to Bonnie's to pick her up before 8 a.m. - meaning I'd gotten going by 6. Bonnie drove us on to Jackson from Pinedale and I began to drink the berry-licious contrast - 2 bottles. All went well. It was a most gorgeous Indian Summer day. We didn't have to wait in the canyon for the contraction, arrived just as she was waving the only other car through the one lane section. So we got to the hospital maybe 9:45, my scan was to be at 10. They all looked surprised and said aren't you early and I said no, just about right on time. I returned the chemo pump to Alex.So they said to sit in one of the chairs. And then told me my scan wasn't until 1:30. I said "Well here's my appointment card" - which said 10 a.m. for the scan and to start drinking the contrast at 8. Somehow there had been a mix up on their schedule. So they called the radiation department and asked if I could get in early. They said about 11:30 and we decided that Bonnie and I could go over to visit Virginia two blocks away for a little bit and come back about 10:45 to get the pic tube put into my arm.
Virginia and Calvin were home so we got caught up on what's been happening with them. Virginia showed Bonnie the three vases that great great great grandma Girdlestone carried from England and across the plains on a hand cart in the Willie Hand Cart Company - where her parents died in the blizzard. She was rescued and lived after that in Salt Lake. Virginia also lent me her book "Remember" put together by the Riverton stake on all the pioneers that traveled on the trail in the two handcart companies and two wagon companies that were trapped in the blizzard and died or were rescued. So I should learn a lot more from the book.
We were back at the hospital by 10:45 where they said, if you'd been here 10 minutes ago they had a break and could have taken you to have the scan. OOOOO..KAAAY. After three pokes they got a line into my arm for the contrast they put in right before the scan. They came and got me and scanned from about my forehead through the abdomen; looking at my neck where it's been so sore, my lungs, checking the port which is partially clogged (will let the chemo drip, but not let them pull out blood for the many tests I need), and then looking at the tumors in the abdomen and liver. That all went very well.
I will not know the results until they look at all 900 pictures and compare them with the past ones. I'll stick a report in the blog when I get their phone call - supposed to be this afternoon, so look for that later. I can tellyou now they are looking at my neck on the left side for either a tumor or a bone spur - or possible clots - from them purging the port with the clot buster drug (that is one of my thoughts, not something they've told me). I've had more ailments in the last month, and some of them very aggravating and painful. They doubled my pain medication about a week ago and that just makes me fall asleep continually, although that is supposed to wear off in a while. I'm still set to see Dr. Ward on the 29th and then will know what comes next.
Bonnie and I headed next to the National Wildlife Art Museum and had lunch in their Rising Sage cafe. Meilita, Lois, Nancy and Christine Mollring were there and had just ordered. They had room at their table and we all caught up on everyone's busy-ness. I had to keep running to the bathroom, one of the side effects of the barium Greg McHuron was there, and said hi to him. Christine is recovering from a very serious heart attack about 6 months ago, and she looks great. The museum's annual big art show, Western Visions, is hanging now, which we came to see. There were four big rooms for that show. We also saw two rooms of Robert Bateman paintings and drawings which were WONDERFUL!. http://www.wildlifeart.org/
We figured we were about museumed out, so started on our way back home. Filled up with gas (still was nearly $4 a gallon but we did see $3.82 at another station) and on to the next part of our plan for the day - a drive down Fall Creek Road. It runs from Wilson to the Snake River, probably the farthest west road between Jackson and the mountains. At the Fish Creek bridge in Wilson people were stopped and gawking and holding up traffic, so we got out and got some pictures of a cow moose with two calves in the river reaching up to browse on the willow tips.Not the greatest photos because they were all back under the shadows and too far away (YES, I KNOW - order the new camera!). Everyone watching was delighted to see the moose there in downtown Wilson.
We found the turn off easily and began our adventure. I didn't expect to see much fall color yet but there were nice patches of yellows, oranges and reds scattered all along the drive. Neither Bonnie or I had ever taken this drive which was why we wanted to see it when we had the time. About 2/3 of it is paved then turns into dirt on the Snake River end. It goes over a small pass where there's a pretty creek. There were lots of open meadows and areas of pastures all the way through and had a lot of homes back off the road in the woods on the Wilson end. It would be a good place to go and paint too. Didn't see any more wildlife except some geese, so that made seeing the moose even better. We hit the Snake and turned toward Hoback Junction and on home. It was a nice evening drive.
Had to stop at Ridley's to pick up my thyroid med which was to have been faxed to the drug store when I was at the clinic last week..... NOT .... to make a V-E-R-Y - L-O-N-G story shorter we must have been there about an hour. I needed another trip to the rest room, but wonder of wonders there was only one person in the line so I got behind her and learned - no they hadn't gotten the prescription from the clinic, they would call. Then to the rest room and when I came back there were nine people in line and then many more as we waited. And waited. After I'm sure most of an hour I finally got my 30 pills and paid my $1.83. If anyone wants to open a drug store in Pinedale I'm sure you would have a very good business.
On to Bonnie's where her sister from Vernal had arrived and I got to meet her. I must thank Bonnie again and tell you I believe she is an angel sent from God. She is so caring and patient, and Bonnie thank you so much for going along with me and making the good parts of the day so enjoyable and the bad parts bearable. The day was such a conglomeration of fun and enjoyable treats, and frustrating foozpahs. I appreciated Bonnie being there.
This morning Joe and I talked a little bit about what we should be doing about staying here at the ranch this winter. I said Betty was coming to visit and I was going back with her and then Debbie will come up to the ranch for a while. He wants me to go back to Vegas with my kids. I said I thought we should buy a house so I could get out to the medical things I needed and I'd be fine and still be able to stay here with him. He said "Well, do what you want to." When I asked Joe about him staying here alone he said he'd be fine. So perhaps buying a house is our next step. A decision needs to be made before too much more time goes by. And Oh, BTW Bonnie and I stopped on the way home and looked at a house for sale fairly near to the Boulder Store. It looks brand new and furnished, nobody living in it - but seems like too much money for the size.
Also see Nanny's description of all the beads in my spirit necklace, down below.
Check out Gina's Blog for more wonderful pictures of them riding on the Upper Green.
THIS IS FROM SISTER IN LAW NORMA THOMAS IN HOUSTON:
Hi: Just a quick note to let you all know I'm ok. I'm staying at Jeff's. He has power and only had fence damage. My apartment complex roof was damaged and the ceilings on the third floor caved in but my personal apartment is fine. It has some carpet damage and smells bad but otherwise is fine. There is no power and they say the apartment complex is condemned so we will probably qualify for Fema assistance. I will write to each of you as soon as I can. Love, Norma