The Twelve Days Of Treatment
(Note: this one's a slight variation on the traditional tune)

On the first day of treatment,
My doctor used a scope,
That's a camera on the end of a piece of rope!

On my second day of treatment,,
He used an ultrasound,
And he told me exactly what he found!

On the third day of treatment,
I lay down for a scan,
And I wondered if I would get a tan!

On the fourth day of treatment,
He used a scanner called a PET,
Something told me he wasn't finished yet!

On the fifth day of treatment,
He said there was a lump,
So they issued me with a 5FU pump!

On the sixth day of treatment,
I was sat upon the loo,
And the mouth sores were pretty nasty too!

On the seventh day of treatment,
The lump began to shrink,
And guess what? I could eat and drink!

On the eighth day of treatment,
I thought the doc was nuts,
When he told me he'd take away my guts!

On the ninth day of treatment,
He put me off to sleep,
In a room where machines would all go beep!

On the tenth day of treatment,
I couldn't eat a thing,
And this verse is the hardest verse to sing!

On the eleventh day of treatment,
My wounds began to heal,
And at last, I could eat a proper meal!

On the twelth day of treatment,
My doctor said to me,
"go home ray, I think you're cancer free!"


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