Going to radiotherapy for the last day was an emotional day. I looked back to the 1st day when I had wondered how the hell I was going to get through 28 days, every day to the hospital, de robed and zapped under a machine. I know my anxiety levels rose each day driving into the car park.
But there were lots of good times in between it all to distract me with Christmas and a new year bringing family and friends. It wasn't so bad after all. The staff were amazing and welcoming, everyone knew my name, due to having to check in at reception with your Medicare card and the photo they have on their system. Because of the photo, my doctor grabbed me and called me by name from the corridor as I was walking away from the treatment room (I hadn't seen him since first meeting him months before), the radiologists would call at me in the dressing rooms, knowing I was in the building and getting ready for them. Not to mention the vip parking rate of $1, and it's a great view over the Dandenongs as reception is so high up. Plus I'm having some free oncology massages. My daily trips to the health spa. Andres drew a dinosaur and its up on the wall in the collections in the waiting lounge, Jana helped with the 1000 piece puzzles and would chat to the other ladies doing the puzzles.
On leaving, they presented me with a handmade origami dove, each has a saying and mine says 'onward and upwards'. I nearly cried as I waved goodbye to the people that have contributed to saving my life.
I have more people to pray for now that I met some patients in the revolving door of that oncology radiation lounge.
I came home to a beautiful bunch of flowers from my hubby, John congratulating me on the end of that stage and off to Point Lonsdale to relax and celebrate.
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