Most people are more frightened of chemo than they are of radiation therapy. Me? Well, I grew up when nuclear bombing was feared. We had school drills in grade one where we heard an alarm and then we all hid under our desks. I remember doing this 5 times one week. Afterwards, we saw a movie of Hiroshima where people had their skin melted off from the radiation. Even as a six year old I knew that hiding under the desk wasn't going to help much. I asked the teacher a question about that and then was sent to the hallway to think about adjusting my brazen attitude to this serious subject. From then on I didn't ask any questions. I had learned to not ask questions and to be afraid.
Today, with those memories still vivid in my mind, I went to my initial radiation therapy session to be marked. I received three pin-point tattoos and lots of kind guidance from the nurses. It is not going to be as bad as imagined. Later . . .
Today, with those memories still vivid in my mind, I went to my initial radiation therapy session to be marked. I received three pin-point tattoos and lots of kind guidance from the nurses. It is not going to be as bad as imagined. Later . . .
