Well, I have begun Stage 2 of my recovery program with my first session of radiotherapy today. I am not glowing in the dark which is a good thing but I'm guessing by the end of the six weeks I won't need a microwave!
It is such a scary process - like anything I suppose, the first time you have to do something you know nothing about is frightening. I was like that when I started the chemotherapy - scared out of my wits! The good thing is though that I survived that and I'm sure I will survive this as well.
The hardest thing is being in Brisbane and away from my new home. I'd only just started nesting and I had to pack up and leave it all behind.
I don't believe that the radiotherapy will make me sick - just a bit tired. Ex chemo patients apparently don't find it too bad. The chemotherapy obviously toughens us up and we can cope with almost anything - even getting "nucked" - is that how you spell "nucked" - you know what I mean anyway.
It was amazing how many people were there in the oncology day therapy section at Brisbane hospital. It is so sad to think that so many people are being treated for cancer - I'm definitely not on my own that's for sure. It does make me continue to ask "Why?"
Anyway, instead of sitting here feeling sorry for myself I need to re-visit my "gunnadoo" list and start planning. I actually am feeling quite stressed at the moment and a bit tearie because I am so out of my comfort zone and am not sure what the future holds. Again, it is that sense of being alone that freaks me out more than the cancer, chemotherapy or radiotherapy.
On a brighter note though I picked up instalment 4 of "The Art of Knitting" so I will start on my fourth square today and perhaps learn a new stitch or two and enjoy the nice warm weather here in Brisbane.
It is such a scary process - like anything I suppose, the first time you have to do something you know nothing about is frightening. I was like that when I started the chemotherapy - scared out of my wits! The good thing is though that I survived that and I'm sure I will survive this as well.
The hardest thing is being in Brisbane and away from my new home. I'd only just started nesting and I had to pack up and leave it all behind.
I don't believe that the radiotherapy will make me sick - just a bit tired. Ex chemo patients apparently don't find it too bad. The chemotherapy obviously toughens us up and we can cope with almost anything - even getting "nucked" - is that how you spell "nucked" - you know what I mean anyway.
It was amazing how many people were there in the oncology day therapy section at Brisbane hospital. It is so sad to think that so many people are being treated for cancer - I'm definitely not on my own that's for sure. It does make me continue to ask "Why?"
Anyway, instead of sitting here feeling sorry for myself I need to re-visit my "gunnadoo" list and start planning. I actually am feeling quite stressed at the moment and a bit tearie because I am so out of my comfort zone and am not sure what the future holds. Again, it is that sense of being alone that freaks me out more than the cancer, chemotherapy or radiotherapy.
On a brighter note though I picked up instalment 4 of "The Art of Knitting" so I will start on my fourth square today and perhaps learn a new stitch or two and enjoy the nice warm weather here in Brisbane.