Or, we can go out whenever we like! For the last eight weeks the undergardener and I, have been going to the hospital in Exeter every day for radio therapy treatment for his prostate cancer. Last Friday was his last session, thank goodness, we now just have to wait 8 weeks to see the Oncologist to make sure that everything is ok once more. Hormone therapy will continue for another 3 yrs.
Only the essentials in the garden and house have been done, so it will be good to get out into the garden once more and have a good session clearing the weeds. Blogging has had to take a back seat I’m afraid, I am way behind with reading your posts and leaving comments, but I have tried to write a few posts so that it wasn’t obvious that we weren’t at home.
My children have been telling me for a while, that some people who have announced to the world through their blogs, Twitter or Facebook that they are away on holiday, are finding that if they have been burgled while away, their insurance companies are now refusing to pay out. Obviously we didn’t want this to happen to us, hence trying to keep the blog as near to the norm as possible, but I now have a lot of catching up to do. I don’t for one moment think that burglars are interested in my gardening blog, but you never can tell, better to be safe than sorry.
It will be so good not to have to struggle every day (except weekends) to find a parking space at the hospital. Oncology patients are given a free parking permit so at least we didn’t have to pay (£2.50), but could hardly ever find a space in the oncology car park, sometimes having to go round and round in the main carpark before spotting a space.
The department itself is a wonderfully cheerful place with everyone laughing and joking about their various bits and pieces receiving treatment, you wouldn’t think any of them were seriously ill!
Some of you may remember that 4 weeks ago I wrote a post called “Playing Truant”, I’m sure you thought we were playing truant from the garden. We were actually playing truant from the hospital, the undergardener was given a rest day half way through his treatment, to go out and enjoy himself, which we certainly did. I think we ought to celebrate the end of his treatment sometime don’t you?!