Tomorrow morning is the day I go for my first visit to The Christie – the specialist cancer hospital.
I don’t expect the female part of the population to understand this, but I think I ate too much chocolate.
Some thing else I noticed on Friday, after passing my physical for surgery.
It was good news, but I came home and felt utterly drained. I tried collapsing in bed, but didn’t sleep. I just lay there feeling miserable.
First an apology.
I didn’t do the blog last night. I remembered in bed, and decided I wasn’t that committed. So I’m doing it first thing Sunday morning.
The reason was that was shattered. I spent Saturday afternoon helping my son clear our outhouse of spare wood. That’s because we are getting a new gas fire and to help my wife’s drama group.
Today was the check if I be fit for surgery.
Opening line from Anaesthetist was “Do you know why you are here?”
“Yes, I have an adenocarcinoma of the oesophogus”
Apparently some people get this far and still don’t know what they are here for.
The Contestants were
It’s the last day coming up folks.
Contestants so far are
Sometimes nice things just happen. Liz sent me some free-range eggs from her own hens and Diane sent me a huge cake. What nice people.
On the other hand I can feel the cancer getting bigger. Eating is getting harder,
I had a phone call this morning. Can I come in Wednesday next week (20-4-16). The appointment is at 10:20, but come at 9:20 because we need to do lots of tests.
At last. I said yes.
“One entry so far to name the donkey” ! Is this website going downhill. Apparently so.
Well I did warn you there was nowt else to talk about.