Had to make the trip to London again yesterday to see my Consultant, Mr Skinner. That was a long old day.
We
set off extra early because I had a gynae op last week is still taking it's
toll and walking is really difficult at the moment. I figured with
extra time we could use buses rather than the tube or stop for nice long
breaks after any tackling of stairs. It sort of worked.
We
parked at East Finchley easily enough and then braved the underground
for the trip to Warren Street. Once there we parked ourselves in the
pub for a tasty lunch and a couple of hours of resting and chatting.
And a jug of Pimms :)
The bit with the consultant went really
well. He's no longer worried about the lumpiness around the wound, it's
all cleared up and he is now sure my hand is pokemon-free (yay!). All
the paperwork has gone off to Addenbrookes so I should have the initial
appointment in the next couple of weeks. He thinks I'll be getting six
weeks of radiotherapy, so it's going to much easier having that in
Cambridge than London. The radiotherapy is quite a quick treatment, but
it's every day except weekends so I'd have had to stay in London for
the six weeks. As it is I may be looking to scrounge crash space in
Cambridge to cut down on the travel. I'm told the treatment can be
pretty exhausting so it may be a good idea.
All sounds pretty positive :)
