Well my CT scan went about as well as I can expect.  It was an early morning scan, so it was over by 10 am and I could take my morning meds, which I brought with me,  pretty much on time.  No repercussions from taking my antidepressant late.  This hospital mixes the oral contrast with a choice of beverages, so instead of a yucky chalky shake, I got a funky tasting tasting apple juice with ice.  It was an improvement. 

But my veins still posed a problem.  It took 2 nurses and 3 attempts before finding a vein that would work.  I've come to terms that this is just how it is. I've started to tell the nurse beforehand about the poof vein selection problem.  This nurse was just the same as the last couple and scoffed after looking at my arms and said it shouldn't be a problem ---she could see several choices.  Well after a blow out on the best vein she tried, she went to consult with another nurse.  I told her "yeah, I need a vein specialist!!"  The second one, an older more seasoned nurse, again looked at my arms and said the same thing ---"it shouldn't be a problem".   Her first choice closed down and she then went to the vein they used last week for chemo.  I call that one "old faithful".  It's been used for the last 2 chemos and I'm hoping it'll last for a few more. 

And the biggest concern didn't happen.  I'm so very thankful!  With the power infusor set on the lowest setting, I didn't get a horrible headache in the back of my head this time.  So overall I'm pleased.  Just 2 more rounds and one more scan and I could be done.  Then all I have to do is recover from all the chemo aftermath on my health and body and I'm back in the game.  I can finally see the end and that helps me.  I really was concerned how I was going to make it through any more treatments with each one getting harder and harder.  Now maybe I can.