No, that's not spelled wrong. Female saints get their on extra "E" in French.
First, what St. Anne doesn't have. The smoke cloud as you enter. No more irony of smokers smoking outside a Cancer Center jokes. I'm not sure where all the Ambulance drivers go to smoke but it's no where near the Radio-therapy dept. at St. Anne.
Radiotherapy has its own entrance! No mixing with the hoi-poloi of the main lobby.
Then there are the parking spaces! I'd put a photo. I actually took one but blogger won't let me. Spots, just for little-old-us!!!
It was quiet and just a few people milling around. It was all modern, clean and quite. I got to see a Real Doctor, as opposed to an intern and no panicking over bone scans and no threats about starting in January. I'm coming back on Monday.
And I'm getting 9am appointments! Perfect timing!! I got to pick! It's so civilized!
Someone from Paul Strauss called about the study I'm participating in. I took the blood test and wanted to do this. I'm happy to continue BUT I'm switching to St. Anne. Sorry but that's not the protocol (I think they used that word just to annoy me). Fine. I'm out. Too bad. I even said something like "Oh that's too bad. If you can't be flexible..." I'll just go to a private endocrinologist. The Nice Doctor at St. Anne gave me a reference.
I have something weird on my thyroid that the blood test showed. I'll write about that later but it's not a huge emergency. But it means more doctor appointments. Just what I need! I'm running out of the alphabet (if you noticed, I've removed the doctor's names in this blog for privacy reasons. Tell me if I forgot one!) so all the doctors have letters. Luckily, the Nice Doctor at St. Anne has a letter I haven't used yet, or should I just leave her as "Nice Doctor"??
She was kind of matter-of-fact about my cancer. Really common, ordinary, yada, yada... I hope she realized that I was happy to hear that. I did mention my sister and she was a little surprised. Two sisters, cancers before age 50?? No, it was a different deal for my sister. Rare, no clear protocol (that word again!) recent changes... Not my story! Boring old IDC. Thank you!
It was odd that out in Robertsau, it was all frosty and beautiful. I had heard that it's a little colder up there. It was 1C and 2C in town. But since it takes longer to drive up there, I was thinking "Oh great, I'm entering another climate zone". I saw a Christmas tree seller and thought "Wow, he has all flocked trees" and realized what a bimbo I was. It was outside and they had FROST on them.
So I'm out of the study (boo-hoo) but they use Strauss's genetic counselor, who has already approved me for BRCA testing. Bingo! They don't even have anyone at St. Anne.
I also went to the physical therapist today. My life is sandwiched between medical appointments.
First, what St. Anne doesn't have. The smoke cloud as you enter. No more irony of smokers smoking outside a Cancer Center jokes. I'm not sure where all the Ambulance drivers go to smoke but it's no where near the Radio-therapy dept. at St. Anne.
Radiotherapy has its own entrance! No mixing with the hoi-poloi of the main lobby.
Then there are the parking spaces! I'd put a photo. I actually took one but blogger won't let me. Spots, just for little-old-us!!!
It was quiet and just a few people milling around. It was all modern, clean and quite. I got to see a Real Doctor, as opposed to an intern and no panicking over bone scans and no threats about starting in January. I'm coming back on Monday.
And I'm getting 9am appointments! Perfect timing!! I got to pick! It's so civilized!
Someone from Paul Strauss called about the study I'm participating in. I took the blood test and wanted to do this. I'm happy to continue BUT I'm switching to St. Anne. Sorry but that's not the protocol (I think they used that word just to annoy me). Fine. I'm out. Too bad. I even said something like "Oh that's too bad. If you can't be flexible..." I'll just go to a private endocrinologist. The Nice Doctor at St. Anne gave me a reference.
I have something weird on my thyroid that the blood test showed. I'll write about that later but it's not a huge emergency. But it means more doctor appointments. Just what I need! I'm running out of the alphabet (if you noticed, I've removed the doctor's names in this blog for privacy reasons. Tell me if I forgot one!) so all the doctors have letters. Luckily, the Nice Doctor at St. Anne has a letter I haven't used yet, or should I just leave her as "Nice Doctor"??
She was kind of matter-of-fact about my cancer. Really common, ordinary, yada, yada... I hope she realized that I was happy to hear that. I did mention my sister and she was a little surprised. Two sisters, cancers before age 50?? No, it was a different deal for my sister. Rare, no clear protocol (that word again!) recent changes... Not my story! Boring old IDC. Thank you!
It was odd that out in Robertsau, it was all frosty and beautiful. I had heard that it's a little colder up there. It was 1C and 2C in town. But since it takes longer to drive up there, I was thinking "Oh great, I'm entering another climate zone". I saw a Christmas tree seller and thought "Wow, he has all flocked trees" and realized what a bimbo I was. It was outside and they had FROST on them.
So I'm out of the study (boo-hoo) but they use Strauss's genetic counselor, who has already approved me for BRCA testing. Bingo! They don't even have anyone at St. Anne.
I also went to the physical therapist today. My life is sandwiched between medical appointments.
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