Making my own fashion statement

This morning, I woke up with Butch and pretended that I was getting ready for work. He left and then I was out the door about 40 minutes later for a hot date in Winchester. Little did I know that it REALLY was going to be a HOT date.

The first thing they did at the radiation oncologist's office was x-rays. Lying flat on a table with my arms over my head, I held onto two pegs. While doing this, the technician formed a pillow around my head and raised arms. The pillow then became a hard mold for all of my treatments. So interesting! Then the technician got out her black sharpie pen for a little drawing lesson. Who needs to spend money on a belly button ring when you could have permanent black sharpie lines and X's on your tummy for free (well the "free" part isn't exactly true but work with me here)?  I'm making my own fashion statement. I even have clear tape over the black sharpie marks so that they stay on for the next 6 weeks. My boys will probably remind me of all the times I told them when they were little to NEVER write on the walls with markers. They're probably saying, "Um Mom, sharpie on your body with a permanent marker? Where does that fall into the rules?"

After the x-rays, my hard mold with handles got to sit in the wheelchair as the technician and I walked up to get the CT scan. Again lying on the table in "MY MOLD"...not to be confused with a jello mold...an IV was inserted. I've never had a CT scan before so this was a new experience. The technician said that I'll feel something throughout my body that will feel warm as well as a metallic taste in my mouth. She said that I'll get a warm feeling in my bum too. As the contrast went through my body in a zigzag motion, I thought, okay bladder sling, don't give out on me now. It was such an unique feeling throughout my body. It was over before I knew it.

My mold got preferential seating once again in the wheelchair as the tech and I walked back down to the office. Results from today's x-rays and CT, as well as the results from Thursday's brain MRI, will become the "plan" for radiation. I go back to the radiation oncologist on Monday at 9:15 for my final markings. That's when I get my permanent tattoos. Butch and I will once again head back to Winchester Monday afternoon for my appointment with Dr. Major at which time he'll give me the prescription for the chemo...which I'll need because I START RADIATION AND CHEMOTHERAPY ON TUESDAY, MAY 15TH at 2:00!!!! In one week from today, the "thing" will be attacked and any "other little things" that may have decided to travel in my body will be attacked also. The war is about to begin and I WILL WIN!