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The story of Sharon Leming and her battle with ovarian leiomyosarcoma.

Thursday, May 17, 2007

R, R, Radiation

I'll warn you ahead of time that my mind is jumbled and my thoughts are not very clear. Radiation has that affect on me.

On Monday, I had the first of 10 radiation treatments.

With a little assistance for my NIL, I got onto the table. They placed a wedge beneath my knees (good thing, because NIL was NOT loving the hard surface and supine position) and a giant blue unshapen mold under my head and arms. I had to raise my arms completely over my head and grasp what felt like bicycle handles. After this, the rad tech (RT, from now on) inflated the mold so that it created a crater for my head and arms. This is done to maintain consistent positioning.

In fact, positioning is EVERYTHING when it comes to radiation. I was "tatooed" (a pin-prick-sized blue dot, and yes it's permanent), marked with black magic marker X'es, and red marker was used to draw the perimeter of the fields that will be radiated.

It is very important not to move once they have pulled, pushed, and nudged you into the perfect position, and I desperately needed to cough. I tried to moisten my throat to suppress it by counting down my favorite foods (especially sour ones). By the time I got down to 64, I decided that I don't even like food all that much.

NOTE: I will finish this post soon. Brain fry has set in! :-)

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