Tough Day and It's Only Noon

I really shouldn't complain because I know that 'things' can always be worse.  They have been worse.  But this morning was tough.  I woke up way too early when I heard the hubby's alarm go off.  I was able to doze for a bit before my alarm went off.  I ventured out for my five mile run which was going to make everything better; my run is usually one of my favorite times of the day.  I walked outside at 7:30am and the heat was sweltering. Ugh.  I typically love running in the morning because I can plan out my day.  Well, during this morning's run, I realized that I had too many things on my to-do list and they all needed to be done in a short span of time.  In any case, I decided not to cut my run short.  Of all the items on my to-do list for the day, my run was the only thing that was truly for me (unless you count a doctor's appointment but I'll get to that in a bit).  So I got through my 5 miles but they weren't leisurely and they weren't restorative.

After I cleaned up from my run, I headed to my check up with the oncologist.  For the last couple of years, I experience an overwhelming sense of survivor's guilt when I visit the office.  One of the staff members told me today that I was one of the patients that have been with the practice the longest. This is a huge practice and I know it's not because everyone has changed practices or moved :(  At this point, I visit Dr. B. every six months.  They draw blood and she does a physical check up.  That's it.  This morning the phlebotomist couldn't find a vein.  I've been through this too many times before.  So two sticks, three phlebotomists, some bandaids and lots of gauze later, they got the minimum amount of blood they needed.  Physical examination was fine - nothing unusual.  I usually get blood test results, which include tumor marker results, in a couple of days.  In the meantime, Dr. B. scheduled me for a bone density test.  I've never had one before and because I've suffered two stress fractures in a short period of time and the chemo that I had has been known to diminish bone density, we thought it would be a good idea to get a baseline at this point.

So really I shouldn't complain because I can't complain.  And vice versa.  Life is good.  Here's to a better rest of the day.