PETER Crane’s letter in last week’s postbag (16/6) made me smile.
I, too, have recently completed three weeks of radiotherapy at The Beacon Centre at Musgrove, being part of the “cancer club” no-one wants to belong to.
Like him, I found that there was a certain type of gallows humour which helped us all along, and to realise how many people were in the same boat.
I went to an open evening before my treatment began, which went a long way towards putting fears of the unknown to rest.
The radiography team showed us round the whole unit, including one of the therapy rooms and being introduced to one of the machines delivering the treatment - named Orion, which would move round, painlessly delivering the beams as we laid on a table.
One patient asked what sort of rays came from Orion, were they like microwaves? “Yes” replied the radiographer “although they are much stronger”.
To which one man swiftly replied “Does that mean when it’s finished it goes PING!”
Needless to say we all creased up laughing!
JULIE DINES
Taunton
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