The Transport Bus for cancer patients

I need to tell you the story about my visits to the hospital for my 6 weeks of Radiation.

Each day around the same time the bus would arrive with the people from Burnie into Launceston General Hospital.  

I had sat quietly with half of the room of people waiting each day, but was drawn to the happy chatter that always came from the other side of the waiting room.  

I noticed a lovely elderly gentleman who always had a smile for me and eventually he said hello.

Within a short period of time I found myself having a laugh with the group and getting to know general information about Peter the farmer, and my favourite Harry the smiley one.

They could hear us all laughing in the Radiation Rooms, and would know when we were all there.  I then went into St Luke's to have my Portal flushed through toward the end of the 6 weeks and started talking to the lady having Chemotherapy beside me.  You would not believe that this lovely lady Debbie, ended up being Harry's daughter and brought about a wonderful conversation.  (what a small world).

So armed with information I played a trick on Harry at Radiation the next week and made out I was Psychic and told Harry what his birthday is, how many grandchildren he has, his wifes name and had the entire room laughing.  They were aware of my stunt as I told them when he was in for his radiation.  I got him big time,  for a few minute until he looked freaked out,  the sweety, of 86 yo age.  

The message here I guess is its not what we go through in life, but how we go through it.

Meeting the fun group from Burnie, made all the difference to me.  I will never forget them.

Thank you - love Bel