Bit of a bizarre day, Was all set for the first treatment only to be told that it could not be done. The Doctor said it was something to do with ‘quality assurance’ and who am I to disagree with someone who was at University for so long…I did hear a whisper that one of the machines was up the spout. Not a complete waste of journey to the North Middlesex hospital as saw the Consultant, the dietician and the speech and language therapist. The dietician asked if I had a good appetite. I felt like suggesting that she look at the tummy mound in front of her but stopped myself and just said’yes, I like food’. She said that I will need a stomach tube by about week 3, called a PEG. This will need to be surgically done so it looks like more hospital food for me. Still I know the drill as I seem to have been in and out so often. The language and speech person gave me jaw, tongue and cheek exercises to try and help with swallowing so that I can eat proper food for as long as possible. All of the pain and problems yet they want me to not lose much weight. This will be a challenge. Not sure how lard will inject. Tried my beautiful mask on again and it still fits despite Larry the Lump gaining his own weight. Assured that the lump will decrease in size with Chemotherapy. Met the Chemo team and went to have blood tests…interesting as I write it seems like I did a lot today but at the time seemed to be a lot of waiting around.
So,,,first day tomorrow and a finish on Saturday this week. No pebbles moved in the jars Ali has got me yet.