A different kind of sprout...

Or tattoo.

A snapshot of things to come. Had my simulation --a crazy combination of Dr.s appt., art class, and a tattoo appt. With radiation techs drawing and taping wires in different configurations on my chest; ct scans; and more drawing, measuring, and yes actual tattooing.

"does it feel the same as when you get the kind of tattoos you have?" "we've been told ours hurt more"

I respond "it's probably cuz when you get a new tattoo you are excited and happy and when you get radiation, well not so much"...

"oh yah, I guess that makes sense"

I am to "wash around the lines" and "not let water hit on them" to keep them as much as possible. I do have 5 tattoos (yes actual permanent marks) which are done in red. Red. So random red dots. Oh goodie. [apparently I was mistaken and the tattoos are black, blue? Not red. So many marks...]

I was so happy to get the two pieces of surgical tape off...and now I have like 14. And a full blueprint drawn on me.

Radiation scheduled for 9/4, 5, 6, 7, and 10. More than a week in St. Louis. A cancellation of plans. Booking of new hotels. A rearrangement of expected treatments. Flexibility is needed.

I know I'm supposed to be calm but if it wasn't for T I expect I'd be in a corner somewhere, staring blankly. It's a bit much for a girl like me who likes to plan and have plans happen as planned.

Remembering to breathe, and smile. And have gratitude. The cherry pie was gluey but still helped.

 

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