And so, as we near the end of 2014, I have 3 radiation
therapy sessions remaining, the last one on December 31.
Nothing involving cancer treatment is enticing. However.
Radiation has been a blast. Ok, let me rephrase that. It’s been really
uplifting.
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| The Reindeer: Tamara, Lauren and Stephanie |
Chemotherapy sessions were relaxing but the after effects
were horrendous. In contrast, radiation therapy has been, well, kind of fun.
OK. Really fun. I see the same 3 to 5 girls every day. We joke, we laugh, they
draw designs on my boob. Sharpie markers are a bitch to get off but it’s worth
it.
Side effects are minimal. I’m red like a lobster. Sunburn
central. It doesn’t hurt but it can be annoying. It itches. Scratching my boob
is kind of crass. Especially in my line of work.
All the medical folk and WebMD said I should be really
tired. Exhausted. Well, I kind of am. Oh wait. Let’s see. Radiation, work, band
practice, 6 maximum hours of sleep. Yup. I guess that would qualify me as
tired. Is it the radiation? Hard to say.
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| Let's ditch the grey |
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| A work in progress.. |
My hair is growing in. I decided to go red but it came out a
bit lighter than I wanted. This is an easy fix. Everyone has a critique. Go
lighter, go darker, go longer, keep it short. I’ll figure it out eventually.
For now I’m just happy it’s growing!
So what happens next? This is a good question which I’ll
learn the answer to in a few weeks. Stay tuned for the next installment.
Happy holidays and happy New Year to all. Here's to 2015!!
