Wednesday, May 30, 2012

31 Days thru Raidation: Day 17

This is actually three panels in ceiling above machine.  Nice touch to see His beauty in the midst.

I wanted to give you a peek into my world. When you go and do the same thing everyday for 31 days you start to get to know the people and the surroundings pretty well. In other words you know "the drill". My drill is pretty easy compared to others. When I prayed for the friend on Day 2, I realized I had no room to complain, and all the hope in the world that I will recover and get through this. You don't get to pick which cancer you get when you get it. Somehow, somewhere that is decided beforehand. All the while it is uniquely designed that the doctors get to figure out. Then they uniquely design a protocal that will get IT! If I have to lay topless in the middle of a room in front of strangers, well ok.   I can deal with that. So I go to MDA every day, valet park cause it is free for us going in for treatment for an hour. They have it down where we are in and out of there in an hour.  I call it fast food generation treatment.  There are that many of us in the drive thru line.  I check in which automatically sends my name and time checked in back to technicians letting them know I am there. I walk back to another waiting area for patients and their caregivers that has a television and puzzles and lots of couches and recliners......I then go back to another smaller waiting area that has individual dressing rooms with gowns for all patients to change from the waist up with gown open to the back.....we then all sit sometimes quietly,sometimes chatty with each other discussing everything from treatment to a Luau for someone's brother. The fact is that we are all the same when we sit there waiting. We are all women, all going through treatment, all a little scared, all trying to be brave, all encouraging each other, all working hard to stay positive and all ready to ring the bell (more on that later). We wait for our name to be called then we politely take our leave, drop all phone conversations and jump up to take our licks. Treatment doesn't hurt while it happens. You don't see the beams going through your body. You do hear the machine working and beeping. Some like to have music playing, but I request for quiet.....they have big fans and loud air conditioning (just like I like), it's freezing everywhere (I don't like to be cold but loathe being stuffy).  It is like a big box fan and for me that is like a drug. Puts me out like a light. So sometimes I actually nap, yes nap, while I am on the table. Or I go to some far away place praising God for life.  My life.  Then when I am done, about 20 mins, I get up, walk out, get dressed and go.  Pretty simple yet pretty complicated and high tech.  I pray every day each unique case would be addressed and handled just as Jesus takes care of us as if we are the only person there to be saved.

The form I lay on, hard as a rock, that holds my arm in place and up over my head during treatments.


  1. This is a very informative post. Thanks for sharing your journey.

  2. Thanks for sharing part of your day with all of us. You are an inspiration to many!

  3. This post, as simple as it might be to many, has brought me to a place of tears and prayer for you. I lost my dad to cancer in 2010, and my heart is already weeping for you. At the same time, I'm rejoicing that you have used what could have killed your spirit, to make you strong. It touched me that you spent those minutes drifting off to a far away place of praise. I will be praying for you.



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