First treatment tomorrow for this darned colon cancer. I'm crossing my fingers and toes I'll be suitable for this 'new' radiotherapy option (or brachyotherapy) even though it means having something akin to a gate post shoved where the sun don't shine for up to 12 sessions. O.u.c.h.....and that's just the indignity of it all.
I've finally bitten the bullet and told my girls, I'd been dreading it. In the end I just told it how it was and they've been fairly pragmatic - I just kept emphasising how lucky I was that it was caught when it was, and for having a terrier of a Bum Doc who wouldn't give up when the biopsies didn't give him the results he suspected. It's not great, but could have been so so much worse.
I'll have tests to begin with just to make sure all is where it should be ready for treatment, no doubt another enema (whooooooosh!) and then the gatepost indignity. Apparently it only lasts less than a minute once it's up there, I suspect getting it there will be another thing.
Update tomorrow through my blushes.
GG X