I am now radioactive - so pleased to meet you

And it finally happened today.  I saw my physisit phycisit  physicyst  nuclear medicine doctor today, and I have now had my tablet.  What a carry on though, my appointment was at 11am and we get there, just, after doing battle with their car park entrance aka traffic backed up onto the main road!!!  I had to sign forms to consent to the treatment and they proceeded to tell me what the dangers were (as well as the benefits obviously), I can't go near children or pregnant women, I cannot be near my beloved dog, the husband I can live with but hey my poor dog thinks he's in disgrace.  I cannot fly (in an aeroplane) obviously (hey if I could fly without one I'd get myself an agent and a caribbean island out of the proceeds thank you very much!)  Anyway, back to reality - I have to carry my card (in said reality a bit of yellow paper) which tells people at the airports that I am not (yes, I'd love to use the T word which rhymes with berrorist but they'd be down on me like a ton of bricks, or should that be tonne, oh poop, who cares) as I'd set off their radiation thingies at said airport.  So I promised I would not fly until 1 October when I am officially free of radioactivity and can do what the hell I'd like (even though I have never been on a plane, or been abroad in my life, all 49 years of it).  I also asked if this stuff is so dangerous for other people around me, is it actually safe for me to have in the first place???  Doctor was quiet than, so you see why I was so worried in my last post!  Apparently it IS safe, just not for other people to be around me.  Oh, don't you just love going round in circles???

As a brief aside, in the hospital's entrance today there was a workman loading boxes into a cupboard, specifically for boxes and some bright young thing had helpfully (in their eyes bless 'em) had written 'Please store all box's here.'  I am speechless at the lack of decent education in this area if that is what people are being taught today, you just couldn't make it up ... and why would you want to when there is this wealth of idiocy sweeping the nation's spelling, it is such a rich stream of material.

Until next epistle, ta-ta for now.

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