Gamma Scan Day 2

Despite my isolation, I drove to Strong for a scan to see how the Bexxar is spreading. From the moment I entered the parking garage, the community seemed to be on edge. I waited in full park mode for over fifteen minutes while someone in line ahead of me just sat on level 1 until a space opened up. There was much honking and beeping which I ignored, being atuned to a lovely little Bach piece on the radio. Me, I always head for level 5 which usually has lots of open spaces.

Once I made it to the elevator, the crowds were thick as peanut butter. I waited for four cars to go without me until I could find one that wasn't packed. After all, I didn't want to expose anyone unduly to my radiation, nor did I wish to be exposed to their germs.

After I checked in at Radiation, I took my seat as requested to wait for my name to be called. Within minutes, the double doors next to my chair burst open and a family pod spewed into the hallway in full gripe mode. It seems they had arrived at 8 in the morning, and it now being 2 in the afternoon and they still not being released caused a most prickly and contentious situation.

I felt sorry for the doctor who did the only thing he could - stood there and agreed with them and assured them it would not happen again next week. It's a worrisome comment on the state of health care availability. Especially for shrinking cities like Rochester. I shudder to think how difficult simple health care will become.

I hunkered down for a long wait in a far corner, away from the crowded waiting areas. The hall was filled with people who all looked as if they had been there a very long time. I stayed in my little corner as far as I could be and still hear my name called, and took out my cell phone. Time to play a mindless word game.

What a surprise when a woman with beautiful long black hair appeared and called me next! I stood and immediately felt the dagger eyes of my co-waitees pierce my luck. Amy introduced herself and led me off down a long hall and around several corners to the same little scanning room I had been in on Wednesday.

I lay thankfully on the skinny table and relaxed while the scanner moved over me. I caught a glimpse of the monitor where my scan was slowly being constructed - it looked like one big shiny blob of light to me! In fifteen minutes, Amy was wisely pointing me to an exit that would not take me past the waiting hordes in the hallway.

My next scan is on day 6, Tuesday. Here's hoping that family has gotten to go home by then!