Just thought I would do a quick update of how things are going. Daily radiotherapy not going to bad, the staff are all lovely and friendly, its also nice ( if thats what you can say) to see everyone each day and say how your geting on and having a laugh. Had my weekly vist with DR after treatment, unfortuntely Im full of cold, my ankles are a bit swollen and have pain between my shoulder blades, so after deliberation was advised to visit my GP. I thought it was a lot of fuss for just having a cold, but took their advice and rang my GP,who said why you ringing me and the hospital not 'sorting you out' but visit surgery anyway, Prescribed antibiotics and told to return if pain gets any worse, feel a bit yuk but ok really.
Anyway, can't remember whos blog talked about M & S previously and how they were treated but I sent e-mail about my experience, guess what! I received a bouquet of flowers today with an apology, not that it makes up for the treatment I received but hey, flowers look lovely in the sitting room!!!!
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viv the nurses when i had my rads were lovely too , and it does make a big difference cos most of us havent got a clue what to expect when we have to go through these things do we.....same for the chemo nurses, i think nurses need to be special people, yeah i know they`re not all lovely but in my experience cancer nurses seem to be that little bit extra special.
good luck with all your treatment and dont flowers just brighten up the day, lol, well done you. liz xxx
I'm glad you are having a positive experience with your radiotherapy - I had a real bunch of miseries! The radiographers were all very 'professional' but seemed to lack any sense of humour. I'm quite a friendly soul and smile and pass the time of day with anyone but all the radiographers said to me was, "What's your date of birth?" (every blooming day!) and, "Hop onto the couch". The 'hop' bit was a bit of a joke considering how I was feeling. I found getting up from the couch from a completely prone position extremely difficult and flailed around like a beached whale and only one of the radiographers ever helped me - if he wasn't there I had to struggle on my own. I felt like a piece of meat on a conveyor belt! It must be something to do with the culture of the hospital management.
