Numbers

Numbers – no I am not going to go all biblical on you, but it does seem at times that our lives are ruled by numbers. At one time it was numbers like 19 – the number of minutes it took me to walk to the station to catch the train to London ; or 2 – the number of the bus I would catch to get into town; or 63 which was the length (in feet) of  the room in which John Roysse set up a school. For the town of Esperance 400 was an interesting  number – a fine unpaid for 30 years. I shall explain.

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A new word

When we were on holiday I wondered whether I would have anything to say to keep my blog going. Yep, looks like it won’t be a problem.

Today’s new word is thrombocytopenia. We had timed our holiday* so that I could go for a blood test before seeing the oncologist on Monday (looking at the all important PSA levels). I had been going to go first thing Friday morning but a meeting had come up at our daughter’s Day Centre (rumours of it closing) so I had popped over to phlebotomy on Thursday afternoon. Continue reading “A new word”

Three down, three to go

Last week I had my third chemotherapy session (of six) followed by appointments with my GP and Oncology Consultant. The chemo session was very efficient and quick – we hardly needed the chit for the car to allow us to stay over two hours. The next session might be a little longer because of additional information needed for the Stampede trial. Continue reading “Three down, three to go”

Hang on, let’s just step back a bit.

What has been going on – well life as normal except that, as it was later described, I had a few months history of lower urinary tract symptoms (i.e. I had found I had an issue peeing especially first thing in the morning). Liz must have been prescient when she bought me Bill Bryson’s latest book for Christmas. Continue reading “Hang on, let’s just step back a bit.”