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What I’ve learned (so far) from Cancer
Today was (hopefully) my last day to ride the bus. Don had to attend a meeting this morning and so was not available to take me. As there was about a 40 minute wait for the bus, and then a further wait for treatment I had couple of final conversations with other cancer patients. Both…
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My team
Today started the series of 5 ‘boost treatments’. J and L, my two radiology technicians for today, had a ‘template’ they put over the incision and they marked my skin with felt tip pens to line up the smaller device used to administer this treatment. The radiation ‘head’ sits down close to the area, about…
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The ‘Pink Thing’
Today was the finish of my ‘basic 25’ radiology treatments. I celebrated with a lavish and luxurious, top of the line, pink and sateen… nap. The pink and sateen part was my comfortable little breast care pillow that eased me into slumberland. I confess that the first time I saw it, I had to stifle…
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“You wouldn’t worry about what others thought of you, if only you knew how little they do”
When we arrived at the oncology centre today, there were about 6 or 8 people gathered right in the doorway leading inside, and they barely left room for us to squeeze by to get in for treatment. It was a media group from Channel 9 and they were happily chatting away about their own priorities…
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TGIF
TGIF. When I walked into treatment today they asked how I was and I said ‘I’m glad it’s Friday!’ And both radiation technicians enthusiastically agreed. In fact, one said ‘I’m SO-o-o glad it’s Friday’ (I may not have included quite as many ‘o’s as the original!). So we are all glad our jobs for the…
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Radiation
I haven’t written much about the actual radiation treatment itself. It’s an odd thing, which may be why it isn’t often described. Five days a week, I walk into the Oncology Unit and hand over my ‘treatment schedule’ to the receptionist, which she updates weekly so that I know a week in advance when my…
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A day in my life
I was really in the moment during my walk this morning, noticing several people who I pass every single morning at the same point of the walk. A young man with a back pack who only ever stares straight ahead and moves so woodenly and precisely it’s as if he is a robot. A woman…
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