And it’s been a long hot summer, finally the kids are almost all back to school. And just like the students it’s time for me to pass a few tests of my own.
I ended my holidays with a final night with more special friends, Mo and Rich. Brilliant mates, the passing of time is never a worry as we simply pick up where we left off …
And back to the serious business of being a terminal breast cancer patient … Friday was day one of my new course of radiotherapy. It’s my treatment of choice but that comes at a cost as it’s everyday and a 200 km round journey. It does get a little tedious and rather tiring but I focus on the benefits. I’m pleased to say that I personally am not doing the driving and generally post zap I like to have a snooze on the way home. On Wednesday I also had to go to the hospital in order to be measured up for this course of treatment.
THE HOODED CLAW I’ve trawled my way through numerous cancer treatments especially for you and here is my personal ‘Which Guide’ to some of the best and the worst.
So can you tell me what I have in store Mystic Rose, can you see what kind of day lies ahead on Monday?
Well, I can see that you have a nasty case of … wait, it’s coming to me! Yes of course, plague of almost everyone in the western world, a particularly bad dose of MONDAYITIS
Yes, tell me about it and do you know what? It began at about 9pm on Saturday so this one must be really bad. I know the cause of it of course but that doesn’t actually make any difference or seem to help in the slightest. Mine has been brought on by usual stresses of Monday and back to the office – oh scrap that, should read Monday at the hospital. I’ve been having a few ‘Oh shit’ thoughts about what may be in store.
- What can you see ahead?