The Elusive Rainbow Unicorn

A couple of random things from today’s radiation appointment. Each day we visit, which is each day, or each weekday, or more accurately each workday, since tumors don’t grow on weekends or national holidays, we pass the hospital gift shop. The first day, sitting right out front, was this amazing rainbow unicorn.  I turned to Jill and informed her that if things take a bad turn, I might need a rainbow unicorn.  Jill told me “we’ll see.”  I’m a parent, I know that means no. The next couple of weeks, the unicorn was not there.  Must spend time back in its magical realm.

Today, the unicorn was back.  She wasn’t out front, but the sighting was confirmed. I told Jill again, should this become harder and harder, I might really need this rainbow unicorn. She started giving me the mom answer again, but then noticed its footware.  “That’s adorable! It’s wearing tiny doctor scrubs booties.” Jill is on board. If I post a picture of Dr. Rainbow Unicorn in our house, you’ll know treatment has gotten pretty hard.

Second random thing.  You start to see the same people when you come in every day, discounting weekends and holidays.  At 8:30 am, there’s a young guy (20’s or so) who comes in with what looks like his mom or sometimes his dad.  He is relentlessly positive, and always greets everyone. He is almost always singing. This morning, as we were both waiting, Sittin’ On the Dock of the Bay came on. Awesome song, but upon reflection, a bit more pessimistic than last week’s cancer disco songs.  But I love that song, and started singing quietly.  As did my 8:30 treatment partner.  Jill laughed and turned to me.  “You guys should form a duo.”

Treatment partner heard.  “Hell yeah!”  We then did an air fist bump across the room.

Certainly, we will need some practice.  But we already have a name. You guessed it.  Rainbow Unicorn.