Ginger asked if radiation treatment was supposed to make me tired. Most people I have talked to say it does, although not every person reacts in the same way. So I hope it doesn't, but we'll see.
Now in my third week of treatment at the Tri-Cities Cancer Center, I feel like an old hand, especially on days when I hear a nurse giving a new patient the drill. I feel bad for the patient, because I know how I felt that first day.
The first thing I do is go to a curtained changing room and put on a patient wrap-top. Then I sit with other patients in a small waiting room until a therapist calls my name. All the patients I've seen there are older than me, which is new. At Seattle, you see patients of all ages.
At first it felt uncomfortable. I felt like I was sitting in my PJs with strangers, but now I don't care who sees me and how much they see of me. You tend to lose your sense of modesty.
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