The children all started school today. The summer certainly
passed very quickly this year. Meanwhile, Barry and I had our own important
outing for the day.
Dr. DeAngelis sees outpatients for follow-up on Tuesdays at
the MSKCC outpatient facility on East 53rd Street, where MRI is on
the 8th floor and neuroncology is on the 5th. A couple of
months ago I received a call to inform me that the equipment on the 8th
floor is undergoing renovation and I would need to have my next MRI, scheduled
for September 2nd, at the
main hospital on York Avenue between 67th and 68th
Streets.
I have not been over to the main hospital in quite some
time, and it is a very strange feeling to go there now. The surroundings are
oddly familiar but I cannot specifically remember being there. Barry reminded
me that I was there for my scans while I was undergoing treatment. I rather faintly
remember that Simmie had come to New York and went in with me for my first scan
there. I do not remember knowing how or why she went rather than Barry. It
turns out that at Mount Sinai they had not allowed anyone to accompany the
patient, so when I was transferred to MSKCC Barry assumed he would not be able
to go and took advantage of my time in radiology to run home for a bit. When
they came to get me they asked Simmie if she would like to go in with me and
she said “sure.” I hope it did not do any more damage to her hearing than the
years of listening to my singing!
Not knowing how the traffic would be this day after Labor
Day, we left the house two hours before the scheduled appointment and of course
made it to York Avenue more than an hour early. But they took me in fairly
quickly, leaving us plenty of time to get over to 53rd Street.
Dr. DeAngelis made her usual enthusiastic entrance with a
smiling “you’re fine!” We chatted for a bit about my cognitive function, which
has continued to improve slowly but remains a challenge, and agreed that we can
schedule my next appointment for six months from now. In truth, my last
appointment was supposed to have been only five months from the one previous,
but ended up close to seven months because of our summer plans with the
children. So six months should be just fine.
So we can breathe a sigh of relief today and get on with
planning for the upcoming holidays!
Love,
Rebecca
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