Radiotherapy: Day One

I began my six week course of radiotherapy today, and there's little to report. The whole process took about ten minutes and I didn't feel a thing. The area around where the tumor was was zapped five times from different angles, and that was that. I came out feeling the same as I went in. With the exception of weekends this will be repeated up to and including June 16th. As I've said before the side effects, if they come at all, will come later in the treatment. These include tiredness, nausea and some hair loss where the 'lasers' go through my head.

At the moment the real pain's going to be getting to the hospital. Today I was driven. Tomorrow I embark on the adventure called 'public transport.' Now, I don't want to come off sounding like a snob, but I haven't been on a bus in years, and for one good reason: they're simply not convenient. Tomorrow I will be getting one of three buses. The better option will get me there 30 minutes before my treatment begins and leaves 30 minutes after it ends. That's an hour's wait each day. They'll be about a week where I'm not getting the bus, so give a take an hour I've wasted about a day of my life. All because of public transport. Now I'm just winging, but hey that's what the internet's for. A full report will be available tomorrow.

I went to see the man responsible for removing my tumor in the first place last week. The surgeon said my scar's healing well and booked me in for another MIR scan. I haven't got a date yet, but I'll let you all know. There's some positive news on glass of wine front. He didn't say I couldn't have one. What he did say was that alcohol would inhibit the drugs that I'm on, and that could lead to me having another fit. But it was my decision and that he couldn't tell me what to do. I'll at least wait until the end of the radiotherapy before I give into temptation.

I'll give you a bus review tomorrow. Until then...