During the past month or so, I have occasionally experienced some tightness in my chest when walking. It goes away when I rest.

I mentioned it to my oncologist last Tuesday and she sent me to see my cardiologist, postponing Tuesday’s chemotherapy for a couple of days.

My cardiologist then conferred with my oncologist and they decided I would finish chemo — had second-to-last session last Thursday and am scheduled for my final chemo this Thursday.

What’s new is that Dec. 1 I am scheduled for a cardiac catheterization in Our Lady of Lourdes, to see what’s what with my heart.

I’m hoping this will not interfere too much with my further schedule; so far, I am still set for cancer surgery on Dec. 28 in Cooper.

Oh, and I almost forgot: Because my chemo has caused me to suffer anemia, I had to have a blood transfusion last Friday.

I wasn’t sure what to expect. I’d chuckle whenever my oncologist mentioned a transfusion because I always figured sick people got transfusions. Besides, one of the early victims in old vampire movies always got a transfusion. It all seemed weird to me.

Well, it wasn’t weird. I was told I might feel an energy boost following my transfusion. A nurse there even said I  might feel better after the first of the two units of blood.

Frankly, I didn’t notice any difference, except for having more color in my cheeks.

Sunday, I slept on and off all day and all through the night, too. So much for an energy boost.

I have become increasingly busy, fighting my bladder cancer. New tests, preparing for the cardiac cath, then surgery. Yikes!

I realize my surgery may get pushed back a bit. I’m not crazy about that notion, but as long as it’s not postponed by too much, I suppose I can deal with it.

I just want this to be over.