The comical part of the delay was the emergency evacuation that took place yesterday while I was on the table and the doctor and technicians were making adjustments and trying to figure out how best to get me set up for the following day. I was laying there on the table while they were all out of the room consulting on the situation when I heard an alarm. It was a loud alarm, much like a fire alarm, or so I thought. I'd say it went off for a minute or more, but felt like much longer. I was talking softly out loud to myself saying, "Hello, would someone please come in and let me know what is going on." Finally, the doc and a technician came in and told me they needed to get me off the table (or couch as one technician calls it) because a fire alarm was sounding. The doc reassured me that there was no fire and that I could put something more on than the skimpy cape before evacuating the building with everyone else. As we were leaving the radiation room, she changed her mind and said "they" wanted us to exit immediately. I am familiar with these things. After all, I was in charge of safety at my last two jobs and coordinated the evacuation drills and such. I was more than happy to exit the building. Thankfully one of the nurses brought out blankets for us to throw over our shoulders because it was a cool foggy morning.
Only after a few minutes of waiting two fire engines and their crews arrived to do a quick check and determine that the construction crew working on the remodel had set off the alarm. Thankfully this all did not take too long because this was the day Mark and I were going to Davis to visit the kids and Nicolas. Nicolas is growing like a weed and eating to match that growth.
Debbie... aka the cancer warrior ... AND SURVIVOR!!!