Corinna, Dad and I arrived at the clinic at 9.
Dad sat in a over-sized lounge chair and was hooked up to an IV for the rest of the day. He was in great spirits throughout. As you can expect, he was the charmer of the clinic. There were about 15 other people who were getting treatment, but Dad seems to attract attention and reflect optimism like water attracts the sunlight and sparkles it back.
Corinna and I took off to get him lunch. And after we joined him for eating that, we took off to go grocery shopping. We picked him up around 5 and he was still his chipper old self.
It was another relieving step to become familiar with this part of the process. We all came away from the clinic feeling that this whole chemotherapy is not as much of a nightmare as we all believe it is before we know it.
1 comment:
Wow - very positive - I am hopeful that the entire treatment will be the same!
Thinking about you love A
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