It already seems like a routine to be visiting hospitals or doctors on a more or less daily basis, so today I finally had a day with neither on the horizon. Also today I have to get some work done, it's been a very quiet week on that front, all the work that has come up clashed with an appointment so I have had to to knock it back. This is the other cost of cancer kicking in. But is has always been my choice to work for myself, so shut up and get on with it.
Went to see my own GP earlier in the week and during the conversation I mentioned having problems with the minor irritation of immediate memory loss - well really it's only forgetfulness. That's not surprising with this thing at the forefront of everything else, and that's the view of the doctor as well. Along with sleeplessness she arrived at the conclusion of me being depressed. Small wonder isn't it? So she prescribed me a mild anti depressant for a limited time, on the basis that if my brain relaxed it would cope better and also ease the forgetfulness. Got the prescription filled on Wednesday, took the first tablet - no problems or side effects. However when it came to last nights tablet I had forgotten where I had put them and spent ages searching with no luck. Still haven't found them yet. I did remember the down side of them though. No red wine until the course is taken (sad violins playing in the background) I've already lost my cigarettes and my coffee. The first, well so what I should have done it years ago so I needn't mourn tobacco. But losing my coffee and wine is tragic.
Also I finally managed to get hold of my sister and tell her the "good news". It doesn't look as if my (separated) wife is going to be getting in touch with me either, that's a relief because it would be an awkward conversation I don't want to have. Especially with the cancelled insurances that were the topic of my last post. That's what may be stopping her phoning me.
Just paused to write a couple of notes on my whiteboard in front of this terminal and guess the next bit..... couldn't remember where my postit notepad was. My mate Dan and I have started calling this "youngzheimers" disease.
Getting myself organised for my stay in hospital, loading up my laptop with the various films I've never had chance to see yet and a pile of audio books as well. Bet I forget the headphones, lol. Or the more likely scenario is I get told I can't use it until it's been checked as electrically safe by their electrician, that's what happened on my last stay in hospital on an unconnected matter to this.
Anyway I must get some invoices done and sent to keep the man in the bowler hat happy so enough for now and full steam ahead to my pre-op on Monday.
