it is 1:00 p.m. in the holy city of zefat. tomorrow night starts the holiday of shavuot. i was supposed to have made a chesecake and a lasagna today. i cannot move. i travelled to tel aviv yesterday to do a ct and pet scan. i thought it would be a 'piece of a cake'. the actual bus ride wasn't so bad. it was freezing because the airconditioner was on way too high. i shivered all the way there. it only took 3 hours. my daughter-in-law drove me to the bus in rosh pina.
i was suppossed to be on a 3 hour fast. except for the 4 glasses of barium i was forced to drink, i didn't consume another thing until the rest stop at 7:00. i bought some milk chocolates which made me more sick. i already had the runs from the barium. i tried to get out of drinking the artificially sweetened barium but it was a no go. i sipped the awful stuff through my clenched teeth. it took about 15 minutes to finish each cup of drink.
i arrived at the hospital at about 12:15 p.m. i was told as soon as i presented the referral forms that they were made out to rambam. unfortunately, i was at sheba. that was an improvement from the last time when i showed up for a petscan and was told that i had come in a day early. i quickly ran the equivalent of a city block, to the office of my medical carrier at sheba. thankfully, they corrected the forms. i then waited for about two hours to receive the barium. i was already in panic mode as i watched several other people being served the dreaded concoction. i tried to convince myself that they were undergoing a different procedure from me. when the man gave me the barium i started to cry. just the smell of the artificial sweetener, put me in trauma mode.
when i was in radiation treatment i had to redo the simulation process. they come up with a new position to lie in while being nuked. some lady handed me a glass of over sweetened glucose and told me to chug a lug. like a fool, i drank the potion in one gulp. that began a long journey into the world of nausea and infusion for me. i was so sick that i couldn't lie down for my treatment that day. i ended up in the emergency section of the radiation unit. needless to say, i didn't make it to the simulation process either. i drank the stuff the next morning very slowly. i first took an anti-nausea pill. i then took one sip of glucose with half a glass of water until i got it all down.
while i was hospitalized in internal medicine, i was deplete of potassium. i had no veins left for infusion and the doctors were trying to force me to drink a very sweetened solution. i tried to explain that i simply could not drink the stuff but they told me that i was being stupid and threatened me with a feeding tube. just then, my angel, the head of radiology, entered and managed to get a line in, so once again, i received my potassium in a bag. yesterday was a major break through. i felt awful after drinking that stuff, but i never got violently nauseous.
i finally finished the pet scan at 5:00 p.m. i was in that mri machine for about a half an hour. the iodine that they inserted was burning hot through my body. i felt suffocated by it. i felt like i was going to choke. i opened my eyes once, which was a huge mistake. i was inside the tube and i quickly closed my eyes and prayed that i wouldn't have a total panic attack. i prayed as hard as i could that i should get a clean bill of health. i couldn't wait to get the heck out of that place.
there weren't any taxis in front of the hospital. i knew that i had a 6:00 p.m. bnei bus back to zefat and assumed that i had enough time to get there. i finally saw a cab and flagged it down. the driver was bitching about the traffic for awhile. he made me nervous so i told him to take me to the bus stop in tel aviv. i just missed the zefat bus by 5 minutes. i wasn't worried. i was weak and starving. there was no place around to buy a snack. the next bus to rosh pina was in 15 minutes. at 7:00 p.m. i got my blessed rest stop. i still had the runs from the barium but i was strarving. it was cold outside and even colder in the bus. i didn't have the stamina to look around the store. i grabbed some chocolates. my stomach ached the rest of the way home. i got back to rosh pina in 21/2 hours. i caught a sheruit, a shared taxi, and was left at the top of my street.
it was freezing. i started to run home. i soiled myself. thank goodness, it didn't happen on the bus. i came home and felt wrecked. i lay in bed and couldn't get up to make some food. i eventually, got up and made a sandwhich. what an ordeal!
i ended up making shabbat meals for the kids. i was supposed to just make the cholent for lunch. they were sharing the night meal with another young couple. i went to the supermarket on thursday afternoon to buy everything i needed for shavuot. i was gone for a few hours. i just got home when my son called to tell me that my daughter-in-law was dehydraded downstairs, and needed help. when i came downstairs, she looked awful. i felt strongly that she needed medical attention. my son was at work and reluctant to leave. i had to persuade him to come home and take her to the emergency room. i got left with the kids. luckily, they fell asleep early.
in that very short amount of time, i was overwhelmed. my grandson was super hyper. he was jumping off furniture and throwing objects into the air. he wouldn't eat his dinner and was making a giant mess with the food. i lost my patience and yelled at him. he ran away from me to hide. i couldn't find him. i searched all three floors for over 1/2 an hour. i was calling out his name the entire time. i was panicked. i was convinced that he had left the neighborhood. his parents were at the hospital. i didn't know what to do. i put the baby in her crib to search the third floor. she was screaming her head off. i kept on looking outside for the boy. i unlocked the door to the third floor even though logically, i knew that he couldn't be inside. the door to the side of the roof was opened and there were pigeons everywhere. before i knew it, cloey the pincher, was inside the area catching and killing pigeons. i couldn't get her out and i needed to get downstairs. the baby was still howling and i still didn't know where the boy was.
suddenly a pigeon flew past me. i finally caught it and had to dispose of it. the door to the porch was locked, so i took it all the way downstairs and let it fly away. i managed to grab my dog, and get a dead pigeon out of her mouth. i took her back down to my floor. she was incredibly agitated. she wanted more game . she was in a total blood lust. i went to get the baby out of the crib and took another look in the laundry room for my grandson. low and behold, i found him. he was sitting behind a huge box. he thought the whole thing was one huge game. it took all my strength not to clobber him. i got the baby a bottle and she fell asleep. i tried to shower the boy. he made that a game too. he tried aiming the shower hose at me.
when the two kids were finally asleep i collapsed. the kids came home at about 12:30 a.m. i was relieved to see them. i made a cup of tea for the patient and went upstairs and passed out for a short time. i was asked on friday to cook for them. they cancelled the other couple. i reluctantly agreed. i made broiled chicken, roasted potatoes, cholent with beef and chicken, corn on the cob, and an israeli salad with tahina. i had bought a cake and i made frozen pudding icecream. my grandson had joined me in bed at 2:00 a.m. on thursday night. he played on the floor til around 4:00 a.m. and went back to sleep until 7:30 a.m. i didn't let him sleep with me on saturday. i needed a nap. i needed some time to myself. he screamed his head off.
i didn't get much sleep on saturday night. my son asked me to come downstairs to sit the boy so he could take a walk with his wife. i declined. i felt shaky. i couldn't move a muscle. on sunday, i got up at 7:00 a.m. to shower and get dressed. i ate some yogurt and fruit. i made sure to wear zipperless clothes. i still had to take off my bra for the petscan, which was no easy feat with a tube in my arm.and got ready to travel. i was a nervous wreck.