I'M THANKFUL IT WAS MY LAST STEREOTACTIC ABLATIVE RADIOTHERAPY TREATMENT THIS MORNING

NOT A SOUL AROUND WHEN I WALKED IN THIS MORNING AND DIDN'T NOTICE UNTIL I EDITED THIS PICTURE TONIGHT THAT I HAD INADVERTENTLY INCLUDED MYSELF IN THE PHOTO...CAN YOU FIND ME??

Yes it is a feeling better day.  A poor night's sleep of course but I was up in good time and on the road to London by 4:50 a.m.  Thoroughly enjoyed my drive through the night with hardly anyone else on the road until I got to London and even then traffic was very light and I didn't have to hustle to keep up with the traffic flow.  Too early for the morning rush.  My biggest worry through all this has not been my radiation treatments as much as the hospital parking.  I hate having to deal with those stupid money machines.  Luckily Kelly had prepaid the parking for five times and it worked flawlessly with the wooden arm letting us in or out.  Well until this morning that is.  Arriving there the machine wouldn't accept my ticket so the arm wouldn't go up to let me in the parking lot.  Luckily I had no impatient people behind me.  Pressed the 'help' button and a scratchy female voice told me to drive around the cement parking island and go in that way so I did.  Only a few cars in the big lot so I got a prime spot close to the cancer clinic entrance.  Needless to say I had to use the washroom pretty bad so I hurried for the door.  'Oh-No' doors are locked and everything is dark!!  Oh Geeezzzz, is the hospital closed today.  It's 6:20 and I am in a near panic.  Will I have to use the shrubs in the 'quiet area' next to the entrance??  Luckily I remembered another entrance further east so I hustled down there and as I approached a second darkened entrance I thought oh-no I am really going to need a break here or else. Luckily as I approached the door it magically opened.  I was nearly in a 'cross eyed' state by this point so with my 'Herbie go fast shoes on I frantically hustled up and down a few deserted hallways before finding a washroom.  It was a sheer piece of luck I made it in time.  Divine intervention even.  Normally this wouldn't be a problem for me but with these prostate radiation treatments things have noticeably changed.  Frequent urination is one of the treatments side effects and I certainly do hope it is temporary like they say.  Could be a month or more though.  It was 6:40 by the time I found my way back to the cancer clinic's outside door and this time the lights were on and the door thankfully slid back for me.  I figure they must open them at 6:30 a.m.  Stepping through the double set of doors I saw right away the reception area was dark and most of the main lights weren't on yet.  Looked like I was the only one there as I walked towards the large main area until I heard a sound below me on the main floor.  It was the Tim Hortons coffee shop person just opening up for the day and putting the coffee on.  Descending the carpeted stairway above the radiation waiting room I could see all the chairs were empty below.  Bonus, I had the whole place to myself.  Well Okay except for the coffee person that is.

EVEN THE MAIN WAITING ROOM WAS EMPTYAND NOT ALL THE LIGHTS WERE TURNED ON YET

Grabbed a chair right next to the check-in desk, opened my Kindle and waited for the staff to dribble in.  Sure enough by 7 a.m. most people were in their spots and I was able to check in.  Made my way to the inner radiation waiting room in area C and took a seat.  Again I was the only one there as I popped open my Kindle and continued reading.  Sure enough right at 7:30 my name was called and in I went and climbed aboard the narrow radiation table.  I knew the routine well by now.  
With a whir, a pop, a fizz, and a shuffle the machine rotated around me with hardly a ruffle.  
Ten minutes came and ten minutes went and I was off the table with nary a dent.  
With my new belt buckled and my zipper pulled up I was out the door and over to Timmies for a cup.  
Coffee that is:))

AND NOBODY IN THE INNER WAITING ROOM EITHER:))

READING MY KINDLE WAITING FOR MY NAME TO BE CALLED AND YES I KNOW I WAS HAVING A BAD HAIR DAY.....IT WAS REALLY WINDY THIS MORNING

I exited the hospital at 7:50 and had my fingers crossed my parking pass would open the gate.  It did and I was happily on my way home.  Traffic was reasonably light again heading north so it was not long and I had cleared the city of 381 thousand people.  Stormy skies ahead but outside of a few drops of rain I made it all the way home without having to use the wipers.  Rolled into our driveway at 9:16 a.m. This morning was the last of my 'stereotactic ablative radiotherapy' treatments.  SABR  If you click this link you can see a video of how it actually works.   

MANAGED A FEW DRIVE-BY SHEEP PHOTOS ON MY WAY HOME TODAY

My afternoon turned out to be pretty snoozy for me and that was Okay.  I was needing those snoozes...……..

KINDA GIVES A NEW MEANING TO 'BLACKFACE' DOESN'T IT:))

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