Thanks Gang, Much appreciated;
The crappy part was at last week's checkup (despite my insisting he "look, don't touch!") Doc decided to 'brush away a bit of mucosa' I'm thinking a cotton bud & dab of spit. Instead he smeared what felt like Hydrochloric acid into the open wound! Dummy didn't imagine alcohol based cream would hurt????. I couldn't even yell, just clutched the guerney & shook - but finally managed a "Dammit to Hell! I TOLD you not to touch!!!"
Panicked, he then tried to wipe it off!!! I kicked him across the room (Maybe I'll repent later, but right now I'm REALLY enjoying the memory).

I finally hobbled to the car, sat down (Ouch!) sped home and gingerly washed it all off. Have finally recovered from that, but I have the regular cancer exam-read 'Insertion' -on the 26th, and am not looking forward to it at all.
Doc says this could take months to heal due to the radiation damage. The treatment is worse than the illness!
But of course sometimes we have to put on our big boy Kilts & just walk it off.

Can't wear pants at all-as the back seam hits the exact spot when I bend or sit. Lucky I have lots of kilts.

No visiting the pub, as I can't sit nor stand for too long. Bummer!