oldies but goodies

I had my first of two PET CT scans yesterday for the study I'm participating in. For you nerds who crave the detail, this is to look for hypoxia (wikipedia it.....OK, OK, it means low-levels of oxygen) in chordomas. My radiation oncologist's theory is that chordomas with low levels of oxygen might respond better to a higher level of radiation. So far, only about 5 people have participated in the study (I told you we chordoma-ites were special!) and I think hypoxia was only found in one. Either way, the results are not going to alter my course of treatment. It's purely in study phase right now.

At one point I changed waiting rooms and there was an older guy in there with his wife. he was probably late 70s or early 80s? To my surprise, he was waiting to pounce on me as soon as I got in there. "Where are YOU coming from?!" (I had a big suitcase, I came directly from a business trip) "You're too young to be in here!" (Didn't know how to respond to that one, so the best I could do was "Hey, what are you gonna do?") I got a couple of other questions I think I blocked from my memory, then I have to admit that I hastily tried to hide in my magazine. I know I should be more friendly, but frankly, he hit a nerve with the age comment.

Later, he came out of his scan and tried to argue me out of the fact that I was getting a PET-CT scan. Because I didn't drink barium like he had, he was convinced I was in there for something else. Annoyed again, I just tried a polite, "Well, I think it's just a different type of test.", but he wasn't having that. So I guess he is an expert radiologist now, because he drank some barium.

I know I'm disrespecting my elders and I know he was just trying to be friendly and, yes, I know I'm being a royal bee-otch, but this guy just really annoyed me.

So there. That's off my chest.

While we're talking on the subject of the AARP generation, C has officially learned how to embarass us! We were in a clothes store in NYC and there was an older woman looking at the racks and C pointed and said "Old Lady", "Old Lady". I'm not sure if the woman heard, but D just said "Yeah....Nice Lady." and barreled C and her stroller out of there.

I will save this story for her for when she's incredibly embarassed of us in middle school and high school.