Okay then...it seems I'm not feeling all that adventurous.
Radiation starts tomorrow and I can't sleep. Why am I nervous about this? I sort of know what to expect. I have researched this. I know it's necessary.
But all the research in the world can't really prepare you for the reality.
The reality in my head right now is that tomorrow morning I will go and let the nurses and doctor strap me into a machine and it will burn me for about twenty minutes. I will return to have this done thirty-three times. And each time will be worse than the one before it because, like chemotherapy, radiation and the damage/curative effects are cumulative.
So...I'm nervous.
I hope in about seven weeks I can report that my fears were unfounded and it was a breeze. I really hope that's the case.
I guess we'll see.
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Yet another day that I am so sad that we don't live closer.
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