This is a quickie to let you all know I had a blast at my first blasting session. Probably not the kind of ‘blast’ you’re all thinking but I sure as hell blasted. I blasted off in my undies. Not just once but FIVE times!!! Fortunately only once infront of someone and that someone happened to be Dr James Bull, my newly acquired chemo oncologist.
Not something I’d recommend on a first date. And when you think ‘blast’, don’t think light and fluffy, think rip roaring rumbling explosion complete with solids and soiled underwear right there in James very smart newly reno’d rooms. Too much info? Sorry, but if you want to be the supportive pals you’re all demonstrating, then we’re all in this together! And if my new bum buddy James can move forward with a second date then you lot need to get over yourselves and join me in my most shittiest of moments.
Now onto the pleasantries of the day. M’darlink and I arrive at the Cancer Care unit at our scheduled time of 1.30 when I’m given my own barcode so I can automatically check myself in and out. (yeah yeah, I hear your gasps of shock at the punctual bit) A very polite kind Ken Lu greets us to show us the ropes. He issues me my very own hospital gown that is mine for the course of treatment, I’m to bring it with me each time. Normally I’d be very grateful being offered my very own ‘something’ but on this occasion I fight rejecting his mint green offering and attempt graciousness by accepting. He then shows me the change rooms where I ponder why I can’t have my very own one of them and asks me how much water I’ve drunk today. Normally I would have drunk a couple of litres by 1.30 but for some STUPID reason, today I hadn’t and guess what? Proceedings came to a grinding halt while I had to down a litre or so of H2O and then wait and hour or more for my bladder to refill. What a f’ing dick I am.
Fast forward to newly filled bladder and we move on to the radiation room – yay – which is all large and lonely as I lie solo with only a microphone to chat to and some lufferly soft cock playlist to listen to. M sits with Ken and Richard outside in the control room where several computers manage every component of the radiation process. Theres a shit load of technology for only 10 mins of treatment as it’s all over before I can barely pop out my first blast. No, I manage to save that for the privacy of the change room. After a discreet dash to the dunny and major clean up, we’re then off to meet James Bull and hope like hell he doesn’t want to do an inspection of my over worked anxious date!
The good news of the day is that my chemo takes the form of three tablets twice daily which I started tonight, so my treatment plan has officially begun.
PS Thank you for the texts and phone calls of support and 1000 apologies for not replying but as you may gather this journey is busy and as much as I’d like to touch base with you all, I simply cannot reply to each and every text or phone call. I might be able to further down the track but in these early days, this blog will have to do – I’m sorry. X