A liitle sign of hope

I've been a bit of a woos. Today I had a CT scan in preparation for radiotherapy. Now finally I understand what is involved, and this is all down to a young woman called Molly who took me through the process. I said to her that I'd found it overwhelming, to begin with,  but today I felt very reassured.  I may not understand everything, but I have a fairly good grasp of it. There will be six weeks of daily visits, and that will be it. It doesn't seem so bad now. I think I can manage that. I've got my first appointmet too. I'll try and shut up about it now, but will mark the days on my blip journal.