Friday 7th Feb
This was the day when my dad was going to do the test run of the mask.
We went in to the hospital in the morning. First on the agenda was blood test. My dad needs to do a blood test every week before he does his chemotherapy which from now on will take place every Tuesday. When the nurse came to get him it suddenly hit me and I started crying. It is so hard to understand that my dad is so ill when he still looks so great….. I looked at him when he walked away and that’s when the tears came….My lovely caring dad, the best dad I could ever wish for!! Once he came back I was OK and tears gone and it was time for the oncology centre.
If an oncology centre is allowed to be called nice, well then this is nice. It is a new large building, very Scandinavian design with a lot of wood and windows. The waiting area for the radiotherapy department was very warm and welcoming and the people working there just amazing. OK, I am not talking about some kind of hotel here, I know, but I do believe every little detail is important and small things that may sound silly can make a difference. The waiting room had tea/coffee and cookies and just to help your self, they also had nutrition drinks for patients.
We sat there for a while and I suddenly realised that all these people around me have cancer (well a few may be relatives like me). There are so many and all with different stories to tell.
This was the day when my dad was going to do the test run of the mask.
We went in to the hospital in the morning. First on the agenda was blood test. My dad needs to do a blood test every week before he does his chemotherapy which from now on will take place every Tuesday. When the nurse came to get him it suddenly hit me and I started crying. It is so hard to understand that my dad is so ill when he still looks so great….. I looked at him when he walked away and that’s when the tears came….My lovely caring dad, the best dad I could ever wish for!! Once he came back I was OK and tears gone and it was time for the oncology centre.
If an oncology centre is allowed to be called nice, well then this is nice. It is a new large building, very Scandinavian design with a lot of wood and windows. The waiting area for the radiotherapy department was very warm and welcoming and the people working there just amazing. OK, I am not talking about some kind of hotel here, I know, but I do believe every little detail is important and small things that may sound silly can make a difference. The waiting room had tea/coffee and cookies and just to help your self, they also had nutrition drinks for patients.
We sat there for a while and I suddenly realised that all these people around me have cancer (well a few may be relatives like me). There are so many and all with different stories to tell.
We were taken into a room were the test run was going to take place. The mask was already laying there, green plastic made of some kind of net. The doctor came out (same doctor who told my dad he got 60% chance), he was as serious and though as last time we met him. He explained that the treatment will be extremely aggressive, this will be a hard time, side effects are many and severe…..anything positive, anyone????
OK, the main thing is that the doctor is good and experienced as then he can be as serious as he like. And he is good, apparently very good.
After this talk I had to go out while they did all the scans and setting up the machine.
My dad was done after around 30 min and then we got to see a nurse. And this is not just a nurse, this is my dad’s “own nurse”. If the doctor was serious and though, the nurse was sweet and positive. She was just great! She will be my dads contact person during this whole process and he can call her any time. She explained that there will be a whole team of doctors and nurses carrying out the treatment. She said that there may be a lot of side effects but it’s not for certain as everyone is different and that we cross these bridges if and when it happens. My dad will also meet a dietician, who will help with the right food etc, and he will also meet the specialist nurses from the pain unit and they will work closely with the oncology unit to make sure my dad gets the best pain relief when needed.
After this we went back home and things did not feel too bad. We are all positive and my dad just wants it all to start now!
The evening was spent with the whole family together with some good friends and nice food! :-)
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