Medical matters

The sun is shining. I couldn’t be bothered to put the washing out. There isn’t much of it & the forecast is for rain later. On top of which, on Saturday, we had our flu jabs – I also had my pneumonia jab – which have left us both with sore arms. At first the Fox thought he had a severe breakout of his eczema when he saw the red angry lump on his arm until I reminded him about the jab & told him I had a similar red lump on my arm. It is now painful to raise both arms for me, the left because of the cancer, the right because of the jabs. It would make stretching up to hang washing too painful to contemplate, even though it is easier than yesterday.

On Thursday the Fox went for his breathing test to check if his lungs were damaged from his episode with pneumonia earlier this year. Although there is some loss of capacity it’s nothing worth worrying about. It’s more likely to do with being an ex-smoker and working for some years in a flour mill. However, if he has another chest infection he maybe ought to come back for another test.

Friday saw us at Oncology. It’s been decided I shall start on chemotherapy in two weeks’ time. Next week I will have a PICC line fitted which will be in until all the treatment is finished. That’s to avoid the need to constantly search for a vein to put a cannula in as I always have trouble getting needles into my veins.

So we are now all set to start treatment. In this oasis of peace we are trying to get the Fox sorted out. Since once more worrying about me, the Fox’s eczema has once more gone berserk. He was due for a review in July but is still waiting the appointment. I rang the emergency number who said they would e-mail the specialist he’d seen last time with details of his problem now. They also suggested I rang hospital appointments. There I was told there were no available appointments – too many patients & not enough doctors. They would try to up his name in the list in case of a cancellation. Fat lot of use that is. He’s desperate now, not in another 6 months’ time. She was just so blasé about it. It really annoyed me.