I Can See The Light At The End Of The Tunnel
...I hope it's not a train.
Well in true New England form, we broke from the grips of the polar vortex in time for me to get my second round of BCG.
The office at Northeast Urologic Surgery was hopping. However, my check in was quick and I didn't even get a chance to have seat after providing my specimen. I had the same medical professional call me in and follow her to a familiar examination room. She went through her spiel and before leaving, she said, "You know the drill. Torri will be with you shortly".
Not long afterward, Torri arrived and did her 'thing'. She was quick and it was relatively painless (mostly just uncomfortable). I was in and out in no time. I made it home by 11:15 AM. I had everything set up to do my two hour marination and did the full two hours.
I voided and immediately took pyridium and drank lots of fluids. I thought it might be too late for coffee, so I decided on the hot cocoa to warm the bones and take the chill off.
I've been doing basically nothing. I watch some videos then joined a zoom session, but I did not play. The music medicine was enjoyable and calming.
Having been through this, I was prepared to feel blah with no desire to anything but sit and watch the hours slip by. Mission accomplished.
Hoping tomorrow will show improvement as I await my last round on Christmas Eve day.
More to come!
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