never had it before but looking forward after a frustrating day yesterday. Got a call from Leeds hospital early in the morning saying can you come along tomorrow so we can sort out some radio therapy. I said That sounds lovely but I don’t know anything about it. Coincidentally my neighbour is getting radio therapy tomorrow do you mean him or is there another Chris Newell with cancer. Anyway she went away to find out. I rang York hospital to verify that this was a cock up because they had said there was nothing on the MRI to cause the back ache or any treatment. Anyway when I first got ill they had reported some damage to my spine but nothing to warrant an intervention now I think they have decided on a precautionary basis to deal with it in case it causes problems down the line. It may be starting to press on the spine. They just forgot to tell me. I spent a good while on the phone trying to unravel the mess and get my appointment for 11:30 in Leeds for this morning back. Anyway I am very happy to report that it looks like I haven’t made up my back pain in order to get some attention or brought it about by excessive hoopla hooping, there is a reason for it and they will have a go at fixing it. My hoped for result is no more back pain and no more pain killers – hurrah. I don’t fancy spending the rest of my life in this state of gentle numbness and its rubbish for St Maria although she never ever complains even when she has to do 5 individual trips up and down the stairs to collect all my medicaments, books, music, laptops, chargers, socks, phones sticks and zimmers – during which time I have developed a urge for a slice of toast please.
We are beginning to expect something to go wrong administratively at every stage of this latest episode of illness but as long as we move forward I don’t care and it gives me blogging material. Everyone is always very nice and trying their best, always full of apologies – the situation tends toward the absurd and yes a bit ‘Kafkaesque’ as I try to negotiate the phone speech recognition system that seems to favour the words ‘eye hospital’ over ‘radio therapy.’ Thank goodness I have the time with Maria’s critical support to spend a good chunk of a day sorting it out. Hey but no doubt later on this morning I will find myself being booked for someone else’s cataract op. If I hadn’t had both of them done already there was a time with year long waiting lists it might have been worth doing a swapsie –
onward we go.