My thesis patient was waiting for me at the anal manometry room. He was visibly distraught to hear of my diagnosis – we had become well acquainted when he came 3 months earlier for his fistula surgery, he had been operated 3 times in Bengal and had a recurrence after a few months each time. He holds my boss Dr. Benjamin at a God like status for curing him. On the e-mail with Pastor Carlos ( A Pastor's Cancer blog), we were commenting on the cultural differences of doctor patient dynamics - thats a common Indian thing that we mentally push our healers to God like status. Anne performed the test for me, and after that we gave my blood work into the labs to make sure my counts are all right for tomorrows Chemo.
Anne takes my blood every time for these tests – I wish everyone had such a great phlebotomist (it takes half the dread out of the poke when the person knows what they are doing and does it well!). The picure here is her doing my chest dressing before Chemo with Appa watching! I wanted to look lovingly at her dressing me but ended up looking constipated!
The Cochrane colorectal group have accepted my topic. Hurray! My research is on its way – I may have a paper published at the end of my break to show for all my scars!