Day 49: Last day of treatment (Friday 16 December)
January 9, 2012 1 Comment
It’s hard to believe that after all these weeks the last day of treatment for this tour of duty is finally here.
The day turned out to be quite peaceful. I was all ready to go to SPDT first up but I was sent back to the room to have P53 first. Then I had a surprise visit from doctors Yan and Yia. We had quite an amiable discussion and they assured me they remain positive and optimistic about my condition. Unfortunately the language barrier stopped me from finding out how they formed that view. We chatted about what treatment I would have while I was home in Perth and a few other bits and bobs. I just couldn’t resist dispensing some advice of my own to Dr Yan. I suggested that perhaps he might like to consider giving up smoking, given that it can give you cancer, after all… I mean really, what doctor wants to be their own patient?
We had a long list of things to finalise and sort out before the end of the day. The list was do-able but we were relying on a range of other people to bring it all to fruition. But, just like a uni assignment (well, like mine at least) everything came together in the nick of time.
After SPDT I had to go straight to HiFU – a sequence of treatment which is never fun. I had an hour and ten minutes of HiFU on one tumour and 45 minutes on the other. Not only was it draining, but I knew I’d be wearing the consequences of the zapping for days to come.
During the day Brad went off to finalise a few things outside of the hospital and have a coffee with Gary. The cover story for the coffee was so that they could swap notes on cancer treatment options, but I think they both needed to let of some steam about the trials and tribulations of caring for their sick female partners – fair enough!
When the treatment was all over and we were back in the hotel we were bailed up by the staff who demanded payment for an extra night’s accommodation for Mum. The only trouble was that the night they wanted the payment for, Mum was back in Australia. I just can’t bring myself to type out the whole, tortuous argument that ensued but the short version is that Mum requested and was granted late checkout, the staff helped with her bags, put her in a taxi, had custody of her room key and customer feedback form, and knew that she did not occupy the room on the night in question – but they wanted extra payment because they didn’t know she was checking out. Oh boy. Brad took up the cudgel and after 45 minutes plus of arguing the matter was settled.
After this ordeal we figured we’d better sort out our own hotel bill that night, because we didn’t have an hour or two to waste sorting things out in the morning. After waiting, waiting then some more waiting we got a printout of our bill which was more or less above board. There was a small amount of argy bargy but we’ve learned to pick our battles and the matter was finalised almost in record time.
A note that I wrote on Friday 16th:
Now it’s 3.47 am. I was really tired and ready for sleep but have had pain since nine or 10pm. I’ve had Nurofen Plus and Panadol but it hasn’t been enough. I took Oxycontin a while ago and the pain seems to have subsided a little so might be time to see if I can get back to sleep. Definitely don’t want to miss the plane in the morning!
I was very pleased to hear from an old classmate from high school today. The only trouble is that Emily didn’t have great news to share. She also has advanced cancer which is now in her brain and she’s on tough chemotherapy drugs. Emily is staying incredibly positive despite her arduous treatment regime. I wish you all the best Emily, and also send my best wishes to your husband and son.