It was an early start for us all as we had to be at St Bartholomew's Hospital in London by 9am. Fintan had to be starved as he will have a general anaesthetic for each dose; the treatment is not painful, but he must stay perfectly still.
Fintan was as good as gold as always, he did not grumble at being woken early or at being denied his breakfast. He did have a cry when he was taken down to the treatment room, although I can hardly blame him as the room was not exactly welcoming with the radiotherapy machine in it, something which can only be described as closely resembling James Bond's evil nemesis death ray!
The treatment did not take long at all, in fact he was only away from us for about 40 minutes, and this was longer than normal as they needed to create a mould for his head (so that it lies in the same position each day). When he came to from the anesthetic, he was a bit drowsy but was drinking his milk and playing with toys again in no time at all.
Fintan had his second dose today, which also went very smoothly, and he will continue to have treatment most weekdays now for about 5 weeks.
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