Too Good to be True
Well the day started off like so many others … but ended quite differently!
My trip to the Hospital went without incident, and with the usually formalities over, I made my way to the kitchen for my regular ‘cup of tea’.
With morning tea over, and the time ‘getting on’ I decided to head off to get changed.
So far, so good!
Now, regular readers will know that I have had nothing but praise for the staff of the Radiation Oncology Department (apart from one minor hiccup over phone details). But that’s now changed!
After changing, I headed to the ‘chairs’ to await my appointment … my presence meant that there were now four of us waiting there.
Then it happened … an ‘over-efficient’, ‘strictly-by-the-book’, ‘do-as-I-tell-you’ type nurse came by and starting quizzing the four of us as to what we were doing there!
Well, it turned out that the new (Acting) NUM had decided that a maximum of two patients could wait there; the rest would have to return to the outer waiting room, where we would be sitting amongst every ‘Tom, Dick and Harry who waltzed into the place – in our rather sexy hospital gowns!!
Well, being in a nice mood, I conceded to the request along with one of the women who had also trespassed!
Now as it happened, a few minutes later a young trainee came and ushered me back to the (inner) waiting area, where I once again took a seat!
Just as the young trainee disappeared from view … there she was again!!
“What are you doing back in here”?
“This time, I was given a special invitation”!
“Well you know you shouldn’t be here …”
“Just a minute where do you think you are going … “apparently another person had attempted to ‘sneak in’ but nurse: “I’m-the-boss”, doesn’t miss a trick!
“Now you just stay right there …”
“Mr. Purcell you can come in now”! ‘Thanks”!
“Now where did that other one go”?
" ... the medium through which I will monitor my treatment in the battle against cancer"
Wednesday, 14 May 2008
Radiation Therapy - Week EIGHT
DAY THREE
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