Jumping over hurdles

Life is a series of jumping over hurdles. Yesterday I woke up with a headache. It was really bad but I did not want to spoil a planned outing with my daughters to Apple Hill. We spent the day tasting apple treats and buying pumpkins and other goodies. I came home made dinner and my headache seemed to be getting worse. I took my temperture and it was 99.9. I went to bed....and at one am I felt like I was being hit over the head with a hammer. I took my temp again and it was 102. I debated if I should wait for the morning to call my doctor but I honestly got scared. I called the advise nurse and she said after taking to the on call doctor I needed to get to the ER ASAP. I was told to advise them that my immune system is compromised so that they would not let me sit in the waiting room with other sick people. I called Marissa to come and take me to the hospital. She drove from Sacramento and picked me up and off back to Sacramento. I didn't notice how fast she was driving...both of us scared with me having a fever and the headache from hell. A few minutes from the hospital exit....we see the highway patrol parked on the side of the highway. I looked over at her speedometer and saw it said 95. She blew past the policeman.....and we both looked at each other and said SHIT! Flashing lights were soon behind us. We rolled down the windows and two patrolmen approach. The women cop asked if we knew why were being stopped. I said yes mamn.....my daughter is taking me to the ER. I have stage IV Cancer and am running a fever and the doctor said to get to the hospital quickly. I began to tear up with my bald head and all. I told her, please follow us and you can ticket us at the hospital. The male patrolmen said no......just drive slower and get on your way. The woman patrolman patted me on the shoulder said God Bless you. One hurdle passed.
We got to the hospital.....and they quickly put me in a isolation room and took tons of blood and did a lot of tests. The doctor said he felt I had picked up a virus but because of the chemo...all they could do for me was give me pain meds. We were there until 7am. I came home my fever was lower but my headache still pounding, another hurdle overcome. I called and spoke to the oncologist nurse, she messaged my doctor and he precribed super strong pain pills for the headache and is going to see me tomorrow (Tuesday) when I am scheduled for another chemo treatment. Not sure if that is going to happen......the scare of being sick brought home how fragile life is for me.....and how it just a bunch of human hurdles that I have to clear.