I started radiation in February...and finished in March. Here I am two months later, and it's still on my mind every.single.day!!! Going through radiation was the single hardest thing I've ever done. I was completely fear-stricken, and I just can't shake the feeling...and the anxieties of the potential radiation-induced effects.
When I walked in there the first night, Ron was watching the kids, so I went alone. I was vomitting like crazy and literally shaking while trying to walk in the hospital. They had to coax me down the hall into the dressing room and practically drag me to the treatment room. After two very long hours, they came in to tell me that the treatment had failed - they couldn't get the radiation to go in at the angle they hoped without compromising my spinal cord. I was devastated. I had worked myself up and gotten myself to believe that if I could just get through ONE treatment, I could do it. And then there I was, half naked in a room with ten doctors, and I hadn't gotten through one. I cried - I sobbed, actually. The Director of Oncology thought I was a nutcase (and he's probably right), but my oncologist tried to calm me down. It didn't work, but at least he tried! LOL. I called Brynn, still sobbing uncontrollably, and she could hardly understand me. I was so grateful that she listened, though.
This is the view from the parking garage coming into the oncology area:
This is the dreaded radiation machine. I was scared to death when I first saw it - it absolutely stopped me in my tracks.
This was me as they were preparing me for my treatment. As you can see from my face, I was flushed like crazy - a combination of my nausea and fear, I think. My body was HOT, despite how cold it was in there. (I can't believe I'm posting this!) And this is after they slid me into the machine, and they were getting ready to walk out to start the radiation. I was crying in there, and the nice gal to the right wiped my tears before she walked out. (I really can't believe I'm posting THIS one!!)
I really hope this will help me get this off my brain and let things go. I need to move on with my life. But everytime my back hurts (which unfortunately is all the time), I start thinking about my tumor and then radiation and then you get the idea.