I finished my first week of radiation treatment. There really isn't much to report. I go in everyday at 3:20, take off my shirt, lay face up, the two girls who are the techs line me up and then I'm conveyer-ed back a few feet under this machine that scans around me. It takes about 5 minutes. Then I put my shirt on, say good bye and I'm on my way. Lather, rinse, repeat...
I haven't experience any of the redness I'm going to see. It will appear, probably next week. I have a prescription lotion I have to put on three times a day. I'm fatigued a lot but that's still from the chemo and the drugs I'm taking. It may or may not get better before it gets worse. I do stuff and then I lay down. It's all good.
Funny story: I was checking out at Dr Toma’s office (my oncologist) and I told the lady, Beverly, about the benefits of having a mastectomy. I lifted by shirt and said, “I can flash you and it’s not indecent exposure!” She laughed, a lot and said, “no, but it might be considered disturbing behavior.” Aw man, she got me! I guess I never saw it from the standpoint of the flashee. And to think of all those poor people I've exposed myself to. (just kidding...Beverly was actually the first...seriously.)
I'm still have the neuropathy despite the Neurotin but that may be how it is. A small price to pay for being cancer-free.
So it's all good. Stay tuned for another exciting post. :D
I'm still have the neuropathy despite the Neurotin but that may be how it is. A small price to pay for being cancer-free.
So it's all good. Stay tuned for another exciting post. :D
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