Oh, How I Glow
Sep. 20, 2011 1 Comment Posted under: Uncategorized
You know, they say Southern women don’t sweat, we glow. I’m glowing in a whole new way at the moment. I’m sure my radiation oncologist would not approve of me saying that I’m glowing (don’t tell him, but I wouldn’t be surprised). The cancer in my breast was found early enough that I was able to have a lumpectomy, which is being followed by radiation to make sure that any stray cancer cells are killed. We want this. I’m having many treatments for several reasons. One, the cancer was quite aggressive in nature and two, I am still considered young for breast cancer and so have quite a few years of risk ahead. Today I’m on treatment #7 of 36.
My doctor is nice and very smart. I am getting quite attached to my techs who are with me every day, but when I have the actual treatment, I am alone in the room. The first week, I was really uncomfortable with the whole process. By Friday, I was about to have a nervous breakdown. Yesterday, I was feeling a little bit better and had an easier time with it. I ‘fessed up to my rads tech about how terrifying I found the treatments. She was shocked.
“THIS?” She waved her hand at the horrifyingly huge machine that could kill a person with virtually no effort, and then laughed a little. “Psh. It’s no big deal.”
So I told her about the fantasy I had last week while the treatment was going on about the machine malfunctioning and them evacuating the building and forgetting about me until they looked around outside and she and my other tech gasped in horror. “Where’s Mrs. Newton?”
She laughed again and said, “Well, if it makes you feel any better, our protocol if there’s a malfunction is to get the patient off the table first.”
I’m like, “No, no…the fact that you have a protocol for a malfunction of that magnitude really doesn’t make me feel better.”
Bless her heart. She really doesn’t know what she’s dealing with, does she? My rads techs are actually very, very good. They’re not tentative at all, which I like. If you’re going to radiate me, you should know what you’re doing. ;o)
I’ll just leave you with the thought that sometimes having the mind of a fiction writer is really not a good thing.
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Patricia Ramirez said:
Dec. 8, 2011
I just finished reading Point Blank Protector. I found myself laughing and crying all at the same time. God is around us ar each and every turn every second of the day. Sometimes we hear noises and that is just God letting us know that he is here with us just to remind us. Your story touched my heart. Maybe one day you could write a book about finding your birth parents with the love of someome by there side and God as the light to shine the way.
Every thing happens for a reason, and God knows the reason. Sometimes it is a simple as letting someome know what you are going thru so it puts a seed in there head to go get checked, or it could be for a different reason, point is that no matter what, God is always there.
Many blessings.
Pat