Encore une fois

You may think that lightening doesn't strike twice. You may think that the staff of Ward 27 were actually reading my blog from yesterday and thought, hell yeah, that's how it is. Today, we see exactly the same type of not-really-putting-the-patient-at-the-centre-of-our-thoughts kind of day as we did yesterday.

All our young cancer patient wanted to do today was to go shopping, and who can blame her. She wanted to raid HMV with the remains of her Christmas money, thus ending the recession in one simple act of retail therapy. We made a point of indicating this to the relevant staff late morning. The relevant staff agreed, and a plan was put in force to allow this credit crunch busting, music share increasing event to take place.

However the reality was that Vicki wasn't free from Bob the Drip Stand until just after 4pm. Now allowing Vicki time to then get washed and changed, then spend a little time staring into space as teenagers often do when time is pressed, for us to wait for, and get into one of those strange long multi-seated vehicles that I'm led to believe are called buses, and then for the said passenger conveyance to deliver us safely to the central shopping emporia of Leicester would in all actuality leave her no time to shop!

Not only that, but we discover that her current chemotherapy is 5 days in duration, not 3 as once thought. I get the distinct impression that they're making it up as they go along! Still, all was not lost, as the arrival of Andy and Philippa added some much needed amusement to the day. Full part of this story to follow tomorrow.

So today was the end of Vicki's chemotherapy. Or at least the end of her planned chemotherapy. Hopefully, that will be that, but now of course, the side effect phase, and another 5 days of relentless 2 hourly eye drops. Oh joy!