Late for an important date

Some kind of communication snafu between Conlon and/or nurses and pharmacy pushed Vlad's 5th chemo drip until after 9 p.m. We had quite a scare around 6:40 p.m. when it became apparent no one was going to give him his 6-6:30 p.m. chemo tonight. Not knowing how important the timing was, we didn't know how serious the problem was so we freaked. Earlier this evening, the day charge nurse said as long as he got it by 8 p.m., it would be OK. Well, it was after 9. What does that mean? Maybe Conlon will enlighten us.

We've felt so confident with the staff here. But tonight it was such a frightening freefall. Like nobody was in charge. Nurses blaming the pharmacy and Conlon. You know, we just want the medicine. Quit yer yappin' lady, get him the drugs. We called Conlon and they paged him twice but he never called us back. Very disappointed. Very, very sucky day.

And no Keezee. I hate it when he vanishes. Especially when I'm alone. Heartless alley trash!