Scan #3

This morning, bright and early, I had another PET/CT scan over at IMC. It went as well as could be expected. I braved this one alone, and it was fine. I didn't have to worry that someone was waiting for me to finish so we could go home. It was easier to drink the contrast this time, but it did not taste any better. I went over to my mom's to hang out till I had to be at work at one. It was nice. She fed me (since I had not eaten anything since the night before) and we watched tv. I had told my manager at work that sometimes the contrast can make me sick (of the intestinal variety) and if that was the case, I did not want to have to come in to work. She was great and scheduled such that it was not necessary. But, since it had been a couple hours and nothing had happened, I went in. And, sure enough, about 20 minutes later (still 10 minutes before I was SUPPOSED to be there) I got sick. Yay. And shortly after I got in, another lady left sick, so my chances of going home are slim. I am hoping it just gets better, not worse, and that I can stick out the day. Its not fun though, let me tell you.