Radiation

I was back to the grind of making yet another radiation appointment so that I could finally, hopefully get things going. I made the appointment, they actually had something for later in the week, I could not believe it. I get to the appointment, Mike did not go as I knew nothing major was going to be happening so I felt good going alone. I filled out some papers when I got there, quiet honestly I was shocked because it really was not a lot, if you think about the big picture what else could anyone possible need from me?! I finally get called back, the nurse comes in, we started from scratch with everything. They had to call and get all the results because lets face it the left hand never talks to the right, so nothing had been sent to them. I waited for her to do all of that, she comes back in, we continue our million questions. She gives me another folder of the “what to expects” during the treatment. I was just ready to start the treatment (at least I thought I was.) The doctor comes in, she is going over things in her own way, telling me what I can expect, what could happen, things like that (none of which were awesome I tell ya) She goes on to tell me that I would have to make another appointment to get the mold made and the tattoos placed, excuse me? What was she talking about? I literally ask her what are you talking about? She kinda laughed and explained that they have to make a mold when doing radiation of the breast so that the radiation only hits where it should, the tattoos mark where the radiation will go, these would be permanent but small she told me, and painless not like when you get an actual tattoo. All of that would happen at the next appointment. I was naive because I thought I would get radiation that day, I mean I did not know, but nope not at all the way it works. They showed me around the place, told me where I would change everyday for the next 7 or so weeks, I got to see the actual machine, I have to say it was intimidating, scary, just so many things going on in that place. But I would be there everyday so I needed to go home and mentally prepare for that. 

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