Today was supposed to be another 'chemo' day for Ally. All week I've had a pit in my stomach because our regular oncologist is off for vacation and though I know all the other docs are great, I was feeling pretty edgy.
So we did the whole 'not feed her after midnight and no breakfast thing' plus plenty of rest yesterday to be strong for treatment (it's a long day for her).
We got to Tufts and...our appointment had never been set up. I think it might have been my fault because I was sure Dr. B told us we were 'all set for Thursday' before she left. Guess not. They said they could treat her late today, but she'd be there all day for, basically, nothing. I decided to bring her home and do treatment tomorrow.
I say it was fate.
Why?
Because I just really had a bad feeling about today and you know what? They are crazy busy there today and that means less attention to Ally and her condition. So I truly feel it was fated that we not do treatment today.
I find this type of 'fated' stuff in my life a lot (or at least I think I do). Do you believe in fate like this?
Like you go to leave the house in the morning and you forget something, having backed the car out of the garage only to have to go back in, get what you forgot and then leave? I always think, "Maybe I would have gotten in accident or something and that's why I forgot something and was delayed leaving." Or, you choose to go a 'different way' to work or home and then hear of an accident or something...you know?
Or, maybe I'm just weird!
See you in class!
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I beleive in fate. Everything happens for a reason. My son was gasing up for bike week and taking his time all the others were ready to go and nagging him. Being him he went even slower. 2 min after they nagged him again a car came and hit all the bikes that were out in line to leave the station. They were all in shock as had he hurried they would have been the ones to get hit.
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