Day 190 & one quarter of my time at Radiocity; this is really feeling like a marathon now. I'm really getting sick of making my treatment the centre of my life. The worst part about radiotherapy so far is having to traverse a city full of construction sites then trying to find an elusive park somewhere near the hospital. Today was another day where, despite my effort to get to the hospital with 20 minutes to spare, there was no on street parking within miles, so I ended up back on the basement level of the hospital carpark which is at least a 10 minute walk to the radiotherapy department. I was cross, tired and late by the time I made it to the front desk. The staff were sympathetic but there was nothing they could suggest to make the daily parking challenge any easier. Surely short-term dedicated car spaces should be made available...perhaps this is my next advocacy challenge...not for me but for future patients. It's obviously much easier when I have Rob with me, but he headed off this morning back to be by Aunty Beryl's bedside. Anyway, it raises again for me a question that I've been asking since all this started: how do all the other people without partners manage any of this - the practical, emotional and physical toll of this ordeal? Getting a car park might not seem like much, but it would make the daily struggle easier. Given the cost of all of this treatment, I've no doubt it would help greatly to make this parking gratis, but there's Buckley's chance of that in this city.
My day had started so nicely with a walk around Centennial Park with Linz and her mum Arlene, who is heading back to Edinburgh next week. I really enjoyed having the chance to catch up with both of them and I was spoilt yet again with a organic body lotion from Linz which will be great for my skin through this process.
When I got home from Radiocity I had a great catch up with Sophie, my PhD student in Melbourne. She's making terrific progress, despite my absence as a supervisor, and it was good to speak with her after too long.
This afternoon was a busy one with a trip with Angus to the optometrist, to the library and the supermarket. Weaved throughout my day were some nice phonecalls with Lindy, Dad, Betty and Rob as he made his way up the New England Highway. I'm tired tonight, and hope that means I might sleep tonight!

Today I'm wearing a lovely long silver necklace with gold tips which Lindy bought me for my birthday, at least 6 years ago. I know I was wearing it when we visited Admiralty House for cocktails with the then Governor General Quentin Bryce in 2012, which I detailed on Day 25.
Pssst, get an Uber today! ;)
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