My Big Fat Head

I'm glad it is Friday, which means two days off from treatments. We're going down to Hastings to spend the afternoon with Jay and Alicia and kids tomorrow. I have a present for Nik to take to the hospital with him when he goes on Monday because I'm not sure I'll be able to visit him there. Nik is going to have his third open heart surgery next week. Brave little Nik! He's so precious!

Today's treatment seemed to last as long as the previous one, which was suppose to be longer than normal. I don't know, maybe I was expecting it to seem a lot quicker... but it wasn't. I was the last appointment of the day for the machine they use on me. Joe rushed out as soon as I got to sit up. No time to walk dizzy Romy out today, haha.

When they went to put the mask on today I asked them to take it off before they were finished snapping it onto the board. I hadn't really been given enough time to relax on the board and catch my breath. So, they took it off and I took some deep breaths and got myself ready. I understand they probably had a long day and wanted to get going, but I needed a minute to settle down and prepare to have that thing snapped down on me. Every time I have to wear it I am surprised at how tight it is. Today I wondered if maybe my head grew bigger over night because it felt tighter than ever. I sure hope it doesn't get bigger over the weekend!