Treatment day

On Wednesday I had my treatment. I’ve done it enough times in Merida to know the drill and fully embrace it. 10:00am selfie on my way in.

At 10:15 I finished signing all the forms including my thumbprint.

By 10:30 I was in my room and checking out the cookies.

I alway know the black container in the fridge has a sad looking ham sandwich.

I ate the fruit abd left the sandwich and jello.

I always resist putting on a hospital gown. So not needed for this treatment. But I put it in got in the hospital bed and ordered breakfast.

Eggs and more fruit. I skipped the apple juice and additional jello.

11:00 they took my vitals and started the treatment. It’s an IV which only takes 30 minutes.

11:30 was my doctor’s appt which was a check up and mini Spanish lesson. She speaks perfect English but likes to practice with me.

12:00 is the hostage time. This is the worst part for me. I’m all done, have already paid and have to wait, in the room until they agree that I’m all paid up and release me. This usually takes two hours. I settled with my book but it only took 30 minutes.

So I’m good for another three weeks.