Surgery done, and less hassle than previously. The surgeon mentioned, almost in passing, that I am cancer free. ( I could have done with her emphasising that before now). Current and upcoming treatments are, I gather, prophylactic.
Back to surgeon today, who is finally happy - 'the margins are clear'.
On to radiotherapy next week starting Thursday. The thing concerns me there is the arms above head position, which I found quite painful during the planning scan, which was relatively brief. Will just have to max out painkillers and hope for the best.
Back to surgeon today, who is finally happy - 'the margins are clear'.
On to radiotherapy next week starting Thursday. The thing concerns me there is the arms above head position, which I found quite painful during the planning scan, which was relatively brief. Will just have to max out painkillers and hope for the best.
It's completely irrational: every year about this time my mind and body crash. Then I look at the calendar and it's the exact anniversary of the accursed interferon treatment that damn near finished me thirteen years ago. They beat the cancer, but it feels as if this thing won't ever let go.
It's completely irrational: every year about this time my mind and body crash. Then I look at the calendar and it's the exact anniversary of the accursed interferon treatment that damn near finished me thirteen years ago. They beat the cancer, but it feels as if this thing won't ever let go.
Sounds a bit like Frodo on the anniversary of Weathertop. Fascinating how the body remembers these things.
It's completely irrational: every year about this time my mind and body crash. Then I look at the calendar and it's the exact anniversary of the accursed interferon treatment that damn near finished me thirteen years ago. They beat the cancer, but it feels as if this thing won't ever let go.
Sounds a bit like Frodo on the anniversary of Weathertop. Fascinating how the body remembers these things.
Done with the radiotherapy, though having had my own personal Hiroshima I've to apply sundry goops for the next month or so.
I feel dilapidated. More bony and scraggier, weaker and achier. Old.
Glad to hear that's over. With a bit of luck there won't be much to bother about after a few weeks, though it can drag on. Do they celebrate when you finish treatment? I brought in a big box of chocolates for the radiation staff on the last day.
Irrelevant anecdote: the radiation machine at the hospital here used the same kind of vacuum tube as was used in a high powered military radar that was built in my time at a certain place just up the road from the Western General in Edinburgh. No wonder you feel like the landscape of Hiroshima!
Done with the radiotherapy, though having had my own personal Hiroshima I've to apply sundry goops for the next month or so.
I feel dilapidated. More bony and scraggier, weaker and achier. Old.
Glad to hear that's over. With a bit of luck there won't be much to bother about after a few weeks, though it can drag on. Do they celebrate when you finish treatment? I brought in a big box of chocolates for the radiation staff on the last day.
Irrelevant anecdote: the radiation machine at the hospital here used the same kind of vacuum tube as was used in a high powered military radar that was built in my time at a certain place just up the road from the Western General in Edinburgh. No wonder you feel like the landscape of Hiroshima!
The feersum endjinn does look as if it could blast whole galaxies.
Nothing to mark the end of treatment bar a brief chat with the radiographer, and a letter to take home. Follow-up in 6 weeks.
Trying to discern if the gamut of nighttime aches and pains are the drugs or just the body grumbling about the resumption of activities like walking or carrying bags of shopping.
Hope the feelings pass @Stercus Tauri, Frodo and Weathertop is a very good comparison.
Hope you start to feel better soon @Firenze as well. You've had a lot going on with having a nasty cold/flu as well as the treatment and half your road being dug up.
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Alleluia! And prayers for RR’s people.
On to radiotherapy next week starting Thursday. The thing concerns me there is the arms above head position, which I found quite painful during the planning scan, which was relatively brief. Will just have to max out painkillers and hope for the best.
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I feel dilapidated. More bony and scraggier, weaker and achier. Old.
Good comment - that feels better!
Glad to hear that's over. With a bit of luck there won't be much to bother about after a few weeks, though it can drag on. Do they celebrate when you finish treatment? I brought in a big box of chocolates for the radiation staff on the last day.
Irrelevant anecdote: the radiation machine at the hospital here used the same kind of vacuum tube as was used in a high powered military radar that was built in my time at a certain place just up the road from the Western General in Edinburgh. No wonder you feel like the landscape of Hiroshima!
The feersum endjinn does look as if it could blast whole galaxies.
Nothing to mark the end of treatment bar a brief chat with the radiographer, and a letter to take home. Follow-up in 6 weeks.
Trying to discern if the gamut of nighttime aches and pains are the drugs or just the body grumbling about the resumption of activities like walking or carrying bags of shopping.
Hope you start to feel better soon @Firenze as well. You've had a lot going on with having a nasty cold/flu as well as the treatment and half your road being dug up.