Hiroshima
The sound of the chemo running through my head is deafening. I feel as if I am a passenger on an early space shuttle, we are taking off and I have been strapped to a reclining seat. I am issued with a light blue hospital blanket, a nylon sleep mask and for protection, a pair of two dollar noise reduction headphones. Hopeless and helpless.
Now in flight, my chair is…
I am meeting with the hospital dentist today to decide how many teeth I can keep ahead of my radiotherapy treatment to my neck. I asked my nurse last week how they would replace any they remove. She replied without a moment's hesitation, 'They won't. You can't have any replaced or even dentures fitted for at least a year after treatment until your gums have recovered.' Time stopped, I felt physically…
In January I was having romantic dinners on the beach in Koh Samui, in February I had a fantastic annual appraisal at work and planning the year ahead with my team, in March on a routine check up my doctor tells me I have a tumour on my tonsil that is probably benign but will need removing.
The recovery from the tonsillectomy has been as long and painful as the doctors predicted. Seriously, if I managed to shower…
