Last session over. Immediately I left Oncology with a weird
sense of liberation. No more hours spent on Monday, just sitting there as the chemicals
slowly drip into my blood stream. My days would be free again!
That sense of exhilaration soon wore off as I realised I never
have been committed to anything on Tuesday. I’m usually just too drained to do
anything much. There’s no change there. Even next week I’ll still be going to
the hospital on Monday, only this time it will be to Orthotics about my knee
braces. The district nurse will still have to come on Friday as I’ve still got
my PICC line in. That will remain in place until it’s decided whether I need
more chemo. I won’t find that out until next week. Really when I think about it
I’ve still got a lot more trips to the hospital to do whether I have more chemo
or the op. No liberation at all.
While I was sitting there & the chemicals dripped in, the
Fox got off to Dermatology. He was impressed by the doctor he saw. He’s now
hoping the medication she has prescribed does the job. His eczema is definitely
infected - that’s why it is bleeding now. So we’re now just hoping that things
improve. He’s to go back in 6 weeks’ time. I’m just hoping he doesn’t end up
with an appointment in Lancaster while I’m in Kendal having an op.
Meanwhile the rain keeps coming down & we just keep trying
to live a normal life. Is there such a thing?
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