First Dose of Chemo

I just left the chemo place where dad is getting his chemo treatment. Let's just say it's like riding first class on an airplane. He sits in this big comfy recliner, does whatever he wants to keep busy, and has a lot of super friendly nurses who attend to his every need. And I can't forget about the free snacks and drinks they have out for the patients. When I got out of class, I picked mom up and we ate lunch at Atlanta Bread. Dad requested we bring him back some Bread Pudding. When we walked in, he was sitting in his recliner listening to his iPod. One of the nurses told us that he has been jamming since mom left. He told me that his iPod was really cool. But he did put it away to talk to us. Or at least to me while I was there. He seemed to really be enjoying himself, despite the circumstances.

They gave him a "medium" dosage of the chemotherapy treatment. And they aren't going to start his radiation till next Monday. The nurses told him when they found out he was a new patient that he had to go sit at the "principals office", which is the recliner closet to the nurses station. That way, they can make sure he behaves. The funniest thing was the IV machine would yell (beep profusely) at him when he moved his arm too much, which was about every 2 minutes.