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A change of plans...

I have been preparing now for weeks to have my radioactive outpatient treatment on Friday. After visiting with my endocrinologist's office yesterday, that has changed. My scan is now Friday the 12th and treatment on Tuesday the 16th...but that isn't the biggest change of all. The doctor has decided that instead of taking the radioactive iodine as an outpatient that I need a larger dose so I will be in the hospital for two nights/three days in isolation.

I have mixed emotions about all of it. Many of you know I appreciate a good plan and then like to stick to it. So just the change in dates was unsettling to me at first, but then to have to be in isolation for 72 hours as well?

But I'm also glad in a way for the isolation. The potential post-treatment radiation exposure to the family had bugged me. It was minimal and something doeable, but I was worried...what if we slipped up? An accidential hug? Now with the isolation, that takes care of that, at least during the greatest risk, which is the first three days post treatment.

I'm more tired that I've ever been since being taken off the medication and unable to sleep. I don't know if I am unable to sleep because sometimes people who are hypothyroid (this state I am in prior to treatment) are or because I am worried and my mind is racing at bedtime. Doesn't matter...just adding to my tiredness.

The special diet...I'm sick of it and find myself just not eating more and more. I'll drink tea and cokes and snack on some of the delicious pita and foccacia that Dale (my mother in law) is making for me using the non-iodized salt and approved ingredients, but I'm not eating much more than that.

OK, whining over. I guess I'm allowed some since I've got cancer, right? However, got to move on and get positive. At least I know the plan as of now, and hopefully it won't change again.

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