After seven treatments (21 to go) at Seattle Proton Therapy Center, I’ve learned patience and humor are key.
I keep reminding myself that there’s a particle accelerator somewhere “up there” and that the physics alone should make this awesome. But awesome doesn’t keep the blood flowing to my left arm when I’m stuck in an awkward “don’t move” position for a half-hour while the techs coax the machine out of a work stoppage!
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It’s not really day one, because that was two weeks earlier, when I had my initial visit and setup.
This is day one of my proton therapy treatment. There are 27 to go.
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Surgery was Wednesday 30 August; UW discharged me around noon on Thursday, 31 August. Mastectomy (whether or not bilateral) without reconstruction means less time in surgery plus reduced time in the hospital.
Continue reading “The 2017 story: Labor Day report”
It’s been a month since I posted publicly. Where to begin? Saying goodbye to the ta-tas?
Continue reading “The 2017 story: countdown to the end of the month”
If I’ve learned nothing else since being diagnosed with cancer, it is this: uncertainty is the name of the game. Its first cousin is focused patience, because waiting is the overarching action.
Continue reading “The 2017 story: June surgery and post-op”