First I received a blood transfusion. Although I was a bit apprehensive about this, I had no side effects, thank goodness! My 95 year old mother did however, after she had a blood transfusion in her much younger years. She claims that a monk had been the donor. After the procedure she took a liking to drinking trappist beer, wore a lot of sandals (if she did not go barefeet) and started wearing baggy clothing! 😄
Next came the iron infusion. This did not go without a hitch. The nurses had to interrupt the treatment for a while and then start it up again at a much slower pace because I had a reaction to it.
Lastly I had a CT (cat) scan. The results from that indicated that I did not have Stage 2 but indeed Stage 3 colon cancer, that it had spread into some lymph nodes, that the cancer was "on the move". It had been decided by then to do the operation first to remove the diseased part of my colon and the operation was to be followed by chemotherapy to kill all residual cancer cells afterward.
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