Another visit to the hospital this time to zap the two wounds after the Talc Op in case the wounds were being attacked by the seeding Tumours.
I was sitting in the waiting room for some time and listening to other patients talking about their cancers–you are not alone in the battle except these other patients all had a hope of being cured and Im sitting there knowing that mine is not–a weird feeling.
The nurse finally called my name so in I went to the Radiation room, laid on a couch where they remeasured the scar from the keyhole surgery and laid cold metal frames on my skin.
Off they went out of the room and then I could hear a clicking noise which went on for 11mins and then stopped.
This meant the half way time was reached and the nurses popped in to see if I was ok and they adjusted the cold metal and out they went again and the clicking noise started.
11mins later it stopped and in the 3 nurses came.
The same was then carried out again on the drain wound but this time I jumped from a light sleep as they came in the door and I realised I had dropped off–boredom had set in.
44 mins of radiation had taken place.
That was it I was free to go.
