Collection day.
I forgot to tell you, one of the side effects of the mozibal is diarrhea. Yeah, lots of fun. I didn't get "diarrhea", but did have to go the bathroom very frequently.
I didn't know what to expect as far as the collection process itself went. When I walked into the little collection room, I asked the nurse how long it would take. She said about 5 hours. I'm aure she must have seen my jaw drop and my eyes bug out. 5 hours!! I would be hooked up to the machine and seated in a recliner for 5 hours; not allowed to be unhooked period til the time was up.
I looked around and saw no bathroom. Now I'm really sweating bullets.
So into the chair I went. I wasn't a very good patient I must admit. I complained alot about how boring it was and how restless I was feeling.....then the dreaded need to use the toilet. Panic set in.
I told the nurse and you would not believe what happened next. Mind you, Vanderbilt is a billion dollar facility, I'm sure. Well, to continue the horro story, the nurse wheels in a secretay chair with a plastic bed pan sitting on it. That's my toilet?! You've got to be kidding. So I had just enough free line to get fromthe recliner to the "toilet", which I did. VERY humiliating.
It ended up taking 6 hours, but by adding that additional hour, I wouldn't have to come back tomorrow to collect anymore. So that was a good trade off.
Through all this to date, I haven't been really "sick" with side effects, for which I am very grateful.
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