Just back from an afternoon at the Harley Street Clinic. I’m currently testing out as many of the clinics in and around Harley Street as possible. Might produce a sort of Harden’s-style guide to them some time!!??
So I have a PowerPort inserted under my skin now. It’s a little gizmo stuck just under my collar bone through which the medical profession will be able to insert all my medications and extract blood for tests etc. It will save a whole lot of prodding and stabbing while they try unsuccessfully to find a usable vein in my arms. Ironically, in order to sedate me for the procedure this afternoon they had to prod and stab me to try to insert a canula! Oh well, that’s done now. Onwards and upwards!
Tomorrow I thought I’d pop in to see my oncologist at 8.30 in the morning – look I know this is serious but I still don’t like early mornings!! Then I’m going to chew the fat with the no doubt wonderful chemo nurses before topping off my morning with an echocardiogram.
I think I’m allowed Tuesday afternoon and Wednesday morning off before popping back up to, you guessed it, Harley Street, for the first of my eight chemo sessions. I shall be accompanied on this occasion by sister Lou and mother. I think they heard there was a beauty salon there! Seriously though, I hope you’re allowed to laugh while having chemotherapy because it’s impossible to be in the presence of my sis for more than 30 seconds without having hysterics. I hope the chemo suite is prepared for her!!
