journal: Radiation Table, 17 June 2003
<i>Wednesday, 18 June 2003</i><br/>So here is what happened. Came with Annabel yesterday for what was going to be the dry run radiation but they decided to go ahead and treat me anyway. First though, I had to lay still for over an hour. In my cast. At first it’s fine but then the fingers of my right hand go dead. Then Annabel rubs it. Much better but now my arm, then neck, then head turned to one side, begin to really really hurt. Mustn’t move. The technicians purposefully stride in and out. Putting in film, moving the big machine. Each time they leave, the radioactive proof door closes automatically. I’m alone in there with a loud machine. They can see me on a monitor, but I am alone. Annabel of course has to also leave the room. Whoever designed the treatment rooms has thoughtfully painted flowers on the ceiling. It’s all very high tech, but they have definitely tried their best to make it patient friendly. And the people are really nice.
