Wednesday, April 28, 2010
Last week I had an appointment with my oncologist. I am blessed to have chosen an oncologist that I am very comfortable with and trust completely. Its a good thing too since I have spent a whole lot of time with her over the last 2 years.
When I first began my cancer journey, I saw her at least once every 3 weeks. I would see her on chemo day and generally a week after chemo to check my white blood cells. I am now on a first name basis with my doctor, her nurses, the receptionist and the nice people who take my blood every time I go in.
After I finished treatment, I started seeing her every 3 months and have been doing so for the last year and a half. Last week when I finished my appointment and went to make the next one, they told me they would see me in 6 months. I had to ask to make sure that I had heard right. Yep-6 months.
To put that in perspective, consider the other appointments I have during the year. 2 infusions of Zometa, 1 bone Scan, 2 Mammograms, 1 MRI, 4 trips for bloodwork, 1 Ob-gyn appointment and those are all if I am healthy. If I happen to get sick then I have to see my regular doctor. So 2 fewer trips a year may not seem like a big deal but it is.
I love graduation day!