My day off work yesterday was emotionally exhausting!
Why?
I took a loved one to King George hospital in Newbury Park, Essex for her second chemotherapy treatment. It was like entering another world, another dimension where the peole......the patients have a common enemy within that binds them together
As I sat waiting for my loved one's name to be called, a female voice brings me out of my thoughts
"What has she got? She asked
And before I could reply
Mine's breast! She she added
"Bowel" I said
"First chemo"
"Second"
We exchanged dialogue until.....
"Blah! Blah! Blah!...... this way please@
"See you in there" I said to our new friend
We were lead into a room full of hospital staff, patients and their loved ones