This past Wednesday I went for my fifth of eight treatments at Tennessee Oncology. You should check out their website - it is a wealth of information!

I remain amazed at the difference in this clinic and the last one. It's pretty near perfect at Tennessee Oncology. There is one, lone nurse here who is usually in a bad mood and bangs things around and ruins the atmosphere a little (there's always one!), but overall, the atmosphere is excellent and the care factor phenomenal! They truly care here, and it makes such a difference in the lives of their patients.

Wednesday's crew in the chemo lab proved to be a chatty and upbeat bunch, and there was some good conversation.

The gentleman sitting next to me was there for his last treatment. There was an air of excitement on his behalf in the lab!

As I sat reading my book, I noticed some activity coming from the nursing section of the lab. Lo and behold, I looked up and saw the nurses get in a line and start marching. They then marched directly into the chemo lab and up to the gentleman next to me -- singing at the top of their lungs -- John Philip Sousa's "Stars and Stripes Forever," the National March of the United States of America!

As they reached him, they congratulated him on his last treatment and handed him a blue heart (reminiscent of a purple heart used to honor military personnel) poster where they had all signed their names and wished him luck. Everyone in the chemo lab cheered and applauded.

I'd never seen such! And, I was glad to see it!

Once again I found myself wanting to rent a giant U-Haul, head over to the other clinic, load them up, and carry them to Tennessee Oncology.

Hat's off to a wonderful place, and the staff and their attitudes, overall, are stellar!

I'm so glad I switched! Please know there are always options in treatment. I couldn't be happier! In fact, that simple act, the care of those nurses, taking the time to honor this man in this way ... it made me cry. A happy cry. I'm grateful.