PROJECT: 05-DJC:174.9

This is Deirdre's Breast Cancer Diary. I try to update this blog at least every evening. This is an easy way for me to keep a journal of the experience, and at the same time, I can keep my friends and family up-to-date on what is going on. I find it is not so bad to have cancer, but it is awfully depressing to talk about it. I hope you laugh as you read along. You can find the beginning in February the archives. Thanks again for reading :o)

Monday, August 08, 2005

Radiation Therapy Is TORTURE

Well, not really torture. It's just that I can't talk, and I can't move AT ALL. That means no cracking jokes, no getting to know the technicians. For crying out loud, I want to know the people who see my breast every day, and most times TOUCH IT, ya feel me? Hehehe.
And, get this, in the radiation room they play music that I know and would normally just sing right along with...and I can't even do that. Not fair.
I met with Dr. Carmel after my appointment today. I guess it was just to check in after I had been through a couple of radiation sessions and to give me the opportunity to discuss any concerns. I had none and neither did he. He is very thorough!
Dr. Carmel did say that he spoke with Dr. Sherman about my arm and treating it with radiation. Dr. Carmel said it would only be ten treatments. He put a note in my file to have someone schedule a simulation for my arm sometime in the next few weeks. Plenty of time. He said I should be happy during those treatments: I can talk and sing as much as I want.


  • At 7:46 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    You can sing all you want the next time you get your Aredia!! :)


  • At 8:59 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    The techs are great especially Justin and Richard. You are in good hands, hee hee. Tell them hello for me.

    : )


  • At 5:13 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    I bet they're great but Justin and Richard are radiation techs at mt. diablo not john muir ;-)


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