When I went in on the 22nd for my last round of chemo, I also saw the radiation oncologist for my mapping.
Mapping for Radiation is a painless process, but you do have to have a CT Scan, which means drinking contrast. Additionally, contrast is placed internally so the doctor can see where things end, to concentrate the radiation most effectively.
Yesterday, I got a call from my radiation oncologist’s office – he wasn’t happy with my pictures. I guess my vagina wasn’t showing her “best side.” LOL So, now, we have to go back to Baltimore today to get “re-mapped.”
It also means that the stickers he placed on me last time will have to be moved.
I don’t mind the process, but I’ve drunk enough contrast this year that I’m amazed my veins don’t light up. And the trip to Baltimore is tiring. I’m used to being able to do it on the train (which I will be doing when I go back to work next week). But, I’ll do just about anything at this point to claw my way to the point where I’m done treatments.
Also, Rednecks in Walmart make me L-O-L.
This morning, I had to go to Walmart to pick up the litter sifting bags that we use in the cat boxes. They make clean up so much easier than scooping, and although I totally HATE Walmart, they are the only place in town (including the Tractor Supply Store) that carries these freaking liners. So, off I went, early in the am, before Walmart gets cray-cray. I get my liners, a box of carpet deodorizer (it’s only a buck at Walmart), a bag of onions (I forgot them yesterday at the store) and a box of Smart Ones breakfast sammies. I get in line behind what can only be described as Redneck Santa and his CousinSisterWife because Walmart only has one open lane in the am and I refuse to use the self-check out. This is the conversation that ensued:
REDNECK: So, I betcha that haircut is nice and cool in the summer. Ya got CANCER or sumpin?
Me: Yes, I do.
REDNECK: Where ya got it? …