Today thursday, the 17th of September I was scheduled to stay at the hospital until tomorrow for a thorough examination under anesthesia, internal radiation and chemotherapy.
I woke up early to eat breakfast and take a shower. The taxi picked me up at 10:30 AM. Upon arrival and registration at oncological ward I was given the best room ? with own toilet and bath, a big flat screen TV, armchair and footstool, own balcony etc. It feels luxuriously compared to what I used to get.
A young man nurse came right after to check my blood pressure and temperature. He asked if I would prefer a lady nurse to take my ECG but I said it doesn’t matter if he does…he is cute and I am now get used to be examined by man doctors and nurses and besides he is I guess even younger than my son.
Later on 2 lady nurses came to take blood tests. As usual, they always have difficulty to find a blood vein but succeeded after 3 attempts. A doctor also came to talk to me and prepare me for what will happen tomorrow.
At around 1:30 PM came our lunch at last! I’m starving! It was lasagne and apple pie. I was satisfied.
I went to my usual radiation therapy before 4:00 PM and back to my room again right before 5:00 PM.
My dinner was served at 5:45 PM, creamy smoked pork in small pieces with sallad. It was ok.
The next morning I woke up around 6 am and took enema, wash myself and prepared me for the brackytherapy. A nurse came and took a blood test and prepared me for the therapy by putting a needle on my arm so the nurses at the bracky could give me necessary medication under the therapy. At 8 2 nurses came to pick me up and drove me with my rolling bed to the ground floor where the therapy would take place.
At the therapy ward I was given a lot of medication and the anesthetic doctor gave me an injection in my back that made me paralyzed from my bellow down to my feet, then I wan given an internal radiation in about 11 minutes. I was finally finished at 9:30 and moved to the awakening room monitored by some nurses. I couldn’t feel anything from my belly down, I couldn’t feel my feet. I was also given a catheter, I felt so uncomfortable. I finally out of the anesthesia around 4 PM and moved back to the oncological ward to rest. I ate my dinner around 5 PM and was fetch by the taxi driver from my room. I was home around 9 PM and was very tired.