I saw Dr. VanderMolen yesterday to get results of the CT scan taken on Friday. My sister had gone to the appt with me, and the usually quiet doctor asked my sister where she was from. When he found out she was from the Corona/Norco area, they started sharing stories. Apparently the doc's father has a ton of property in that area, and he's had buildings named after him. And my nephew goes to the same high school that Dr. VanderMolen graduated from. Once they were done sharing their stories, I finally got my turn with the doc. :-) 'Hey - Remember the patient over here?' It was actually nice seeing a chatty side of him.
Anyhoo, this scan that was done on Friday was done as a comparison to the one taken a few months back. Good news. None of the earlier spots that were thought to be scar tissue or tiny cysts had changed....except one small cyst that had been on my ovary is now gone.
This morning I went to have my simulation for radiation therapy. There were 4 people involved in the 'Chest Marking' (not a technical name for it....it's my own name for it). I got the option of being tatooed for life or being x'd with a permanent marker for the next 7 weeks. I chose the latter. Little did I know that there would be about 10 x's, that they would be purple, about 1/2 inch large, and that one would be in the middle of my chest. No low cut shirts until October 11th. Darn!
The simulation process is kind of strange. They have you lay down and put your hand above your head. Then they start taking the air out of this large pillow you're laying on. It creates a mold of your body in that position. Each time I go in for radiation, I'll have to place my shoulders, arm, and head into this mold so they can radiate me from the same position every time.
My treatments start Tues 8/26 and continue weekdays through Friday 10/10. I will really be glad to have this behind me.
For some reason, my left hand is aching today. When I looked on a reflexology hand map (which I really know nothing about), it showed that that represents a problem with my shoulder. Hmmmm. I did wake up at 3 am from a sore shoulder, and I didn't get back to sleep until 5 am. I don't do well with a lack of sleep! Today is a groggy, draggy day. (another new word...draggy)
More later...
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