These are my heroes at MSTI – St. Luke’s Mountain States Tumor Institute. I tried to take selfies with everyone who helped me through my treatments. I was so sad to say goodbye to them on the day of my last infusion. I liken it to leaving summer camp. You may be happy to be going home but you are also leaving people that you built strong bonds with. It’s bittersweet. This is why I am careful to explain that the bird I flipped HERE was only for the side effects. I love this hospital and everyone who makes it such a wonderful place to be treated.
I smiled with gratitude on that final morning as I remembered my first visit to MSTI. I was so scared. I looked around the lobby while we were waiting and just wanted to run out the front door because of the bald people and their IV’s. It was my biggest fear being played out in front out me. Little did I know then that this place would become a home away from home for me.
I will look forward to my check-ups and be a little less anxious about the test results because of each and every one of these people.
This is Kathy. She makes me feel like a VIP. First, she protects the prime parking for MSTI patients like me. Then, she tells me how much she loves seeing my smile. What a great way to start the day!
This is the smiling face you see when you check in at the front desk. I am embarrassed to admit that I don’t remember what her name is. I am going to make a point to find out when I go for my check-up in a couple of weeks. She knows exactly how to make patients feel taken care of.
Since I lost my PICC line I needed Jolean to do a mean blood draw. She’s fantastic!
Von has taken such good care of me over the months. She does the most painless blood draws EVER (sorry, Jolean) and she took all of my vitals before my last meeting with Dr. M and my final infusion.
My dream team! Dr. Montgomery and Susan. I’ve been in the best hands. Can’t believe I won’t see them for 3 months.
This is Zach. So cute. 22 years old. Often the only guy in a sea of women. He schedules all of the appointments. A good guy to know!
Nicole is so fantastic. I can’t remember which round she took care of me. We’re both obsessed with James Corden’s Carpool Karaoke.
Denise matches her Danskos to her outfit every day. She’s spunky like that. She gives great hugs and words of encouragement!
Jim took care of my PICC bandage when we first found the rash. First male nurse I’d seen in The Drip Lounge. Ha! I stole that name from another patient. Makes it sound sexy! #notsexy
Saving the best for last. I cried when Sara pulled my IV and gave me a hug. She’s tough, talkative, and she’ll tell you to shut up if you give her any lip, but she’s a big softy with a heart of gold.