How time flies

Today I have been home for a week. I seem to have missed the beginnings of spring. Adrienne captured this blossom on cam for me in my garden. It has been quite difficult, especially getting here. I was transported in an ambulance from the hospital because I could not possibly sit upright for an hour in Amsterdam's traffic. The ambulance was supposed to arrive late in the afternoon because the hospital bed at home still needed to be delivered. Thanks to my Nazi camp doctor, nothing had been arranged and Adrienne had to move my general Practitioner to get things in order. Funny how protocol always works to their benefit and never to mine. Once I arrived at home I was stationed on my not so comfortable sofa for 2 odd hours. The bed finally arrived and it was unstable and the mattress was not suitable for my back. It costed me an additional 57 Euro's to get the mattress changed. By Saturday the bed was swapped too. You can imagine that after 5 distressful hours out of bed I was knackered. I ended up walking up the stairs despite my handicap and sleeping in my own bed. I have kept that up in the night time since then and repose on the hospital bed in the day time. Adrienne an my mother were here to help me and Kiara out. Adrienne did a wonderful job taking care of Kiara while I was away. She also got a lot of jobs done around the house with the help of Henk Suik which was a wonderful way to welcome me back home. I was back in the safety zone with one on one care. Pfew! Immediately the next day I started to mobilize. By day 3 I was able to walk around the block across the road. If I keep progressing like this the Trappenberg is going to wonder what they need to do for me by the time I get there.

Today I heard that my radiation therapy starts next week. I have no idea how I am going to manage this. First, I have a meeting with Dr. Van Triest and Dr. Lips on Friday. I have decided to take it from there. I am looking at 10 set of 2,5 Becquerel on my tail bone. It's all or nothing.

I am tired of treatment after treatment. I don't really have a choice though. The good thing is that I actually feel like I am beating the odds. Dr. Lips just told me that the cancer has been stable for over a year now.