You are of course spot on Ian
with a Tuesday start and a Bank Holiday my treatment spanned 5 weeks. I’ve had one certain member of the radiography team at each of my fractions since I started, he shook my hand and wished me luck today but I caught him out, I had a tin of heroes sweets to give him for the team.
I left a group of friends I have made over the last five weeks, all at varying stages of treatment, it truly was emotional, but I had a big smile on my face as I rang the bell and my wife was there, but was tinged with sadness in a strange way!
Arriving every day in a large reception area filled with about 30 ill people can be a very sad and daunting place, but on arrival there was a young girl receptionist who was always ready with a smile and she went to the trouble to learn your names which was amazing considering the amount of people coming and going! On departure I gave her a tin of heroes as well and I guess she didn’t get many gestures like that and she was near to tears as well!
When I arrived home after the usual hour drive, I sat down on my sofa and actually shed a tear or two, as the stress of the last five weeks regimen seem to lift from my shoulders. I certainly won’t miss the daily mini enemas and drinking drills.
it won’t truly sink in till tomorrow, when I won’t have to spend five hours on the go, always on the look out for the next toilet stop!
Still have to keep a certain regiment going, mainly keep flushing the bladder due to the side-effects possibly continuing to rise over the next two weeks before subsiding slowly. But I can at last start to eat some of the food I like to eat when I was told to cut out a lot of fibre from my diet
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