(Actually it IS Tuesday - Tuesday 1st December and I have just arrived home. The following are from notes I made whilst in ROH)
I've lost a day.
A Tuesday.
Goodness knows where it went.
It was there one minute and gone the next - I've actually had an argument with a nurse over what day it is !
It is in fact Wednesday 18th November and I should be in London today attending the James Whale Fund Cancer Patient Day - as their patient representative.
I'm so disappointed - I was really looking forward to taking part in the whole day, especially being the patient representative on the Q & A session in the afternoon chaired by my old mate Nick Owen.
Anyway - it can't be helped. And at the moment I have more important things to occupy my mind.
You may recall my mentioning that on the scans of my femurs there was a tumor, a smaller one, on my right femur. Well Mr Tillman has strongly suggested we deal with this tumor now before it causes any real problems like fracturing as the left one did. I don't think I could face going through that dreadful experience again. This operation would be smaller, the tumor and infected bone cut out and a metal plate 'concreted' into its place. This could actually take place next Monday (25th) so with a bit of luck I could be home at the beginning of December. Just in time for Christmas.
But what a horrible decision to make. I could be home in a few days if I decide to put the operation off until after Christmas. But then I would have to go in again and go through it all once more. It seems so unfair. There were a few tears and tantrums until I finally decided to get it over with now - and signed the consent form for 25th November.
Please God let this be the end now? No more operations please - whether on a Tuesday or Wednesday or whenever. Please no more pain. I've just started to mobilize with a zimmer frame and now I have to take a step backwards and have the other leg done.
So once more I'm off for another operation. Which has to be the last one because at the end of the day I've only got two legs !!
I've lost a day.
A Tuesday.
Goodness knows where it went.
It was there one minute and gone the next - I've actually had an argument with a nurse over what day it is !
It is in fact Wednesday 18th November and I should be in London today attending the James Whale Fund Cancer Patient Day - as their patient representative.
I'm so disappointed - I was really looking forward to taking part in the whole day, especially being the patient representative on the Q & A session in the afternoon chaired by my old mate Nick Owen.
Anyway - it can't be helped. And at the moment I have more important things to occupy my mind.
You may recall my mentioning that on the scans of my femurs there was a tumor, a smaller one, on my right femur. Well Mr Tillman has strongly suggested we deal with this tumor now before it causes any real problems like fracturing as the left one did. I don't think I could face going through that dreadful experience again. This operation would be smaller, the tumor and infected bone cut out and a metal plate 'concreted' into its place. This could actually take place next Monday (25th) so with a bit of luck I could be home at the beginning of December. Just in time for Christmas.
But what a horrible decision to make. I could be home in a few days if I decide to put the operation off until after Christmas. But then I would have to go in again and go through it all once more. It seems so unfair. There were a few tears and tantrums until I finally decided to get it over with now - and signed the consent form for 25th November.
Please God let this be the end now? No more operations please - whether on a Tuesday or Wednesday or whenever. Please no more pain. I've just started to mobilize with a zimmer frame and now I have to take a step backwards and have the other leg done.
So once more I'm off for another operation. Which has to be the last one because at the end of the day I've only got two legs !!