Her Last Chemotherapy Appointment.

Can you see the sad look on her face.  Look closely and you can see her nose kinda pink.  She had been crying on the way to the chemo appointment.  Her doctor had informed her that it would be her last treatment and that there was nothing more she could do for her.  I was there and heard the doctor tell her that she was getting close to the end and that she would be "Floating" her out.  I asked the doctor what she meant by floating.  She explained that she would give Jeannette the highest dosage of pain medicine in the market and that she would not be in pain at all.  "WRONG"!!!!!! LIAR!!!!  My Jen suffered so much.  At the time of her last and final time in the hospital, the weather was extremely hot.  The hospital did not have air conditioning and relied on basic fans instead.  They put her close to the window that had the sun blaring straight to her face.  I demanded to have her moved away from the window.   Meantime, her doctor went on vacation and the nurses told me to my face that the doctor that had taken her place was not answering her phone calls.  This made me so angry because Jen was crying and screaming in pain.  One doctor walked in and said that the Methadone should start kicking in soon and to give it a day more.  I flat out went ballistic on him and told him to give her something, anything to take the pain away.  He did and she finally slept a couple of hours.  I was relieved at that point in time and always gave thanks to God.   My Jen, how I miss her so much.  She was tortured here on earth but right now she is in no pain and living in Heaven with God.  My baby, I love her so much.  My Nettle Poodle.