Well, I turned up half an hour early as requested, for my fist radiotherapy session, armed with a Moody Blues CD, two bottles of water and a Lorazepam tablet. I was first led into a room where my details were checked, and I took the opportunity of mentioning my Claustrophobia, then shot the pill down. 20 mins later I was led into the treatment room, where the techs already new of my anxious condition, and put me well…
I had just emerged from the biopsy anaesthesia when, I had a talk with the surgeon, who confirmed the malignancy, and revealed that because of its position, trans-oral surgery wasn't an option..A scan was done (with dye), to find the extent of the tumour, and the cancer team decided after studying the scan result, that radiotherapy was the best option for a cure, although it was possible to access the tumour by opening…
