Screwed, blued and tattooed…

OK….just blued and tattooed!  Morning spent at the hospital in radiology getting my mapping CT scan…no die, thank God!  I hate that stuff…makes one feel like one has to pee!

We first check in at the desk and then Rick and I are shuffled off to a room to watch a 15 minute video on the radiation procedure….no popcorn!  Rick has a “reality moment” but he is hanging in there.  Next we meet with a radiation nurse and she goes over the procedure and possible side effects.   I tried to get a ballpark time frame for all of this…I have a craft class I am not missing on the 24th whether I am throwing up or not!  Eureka, I will make the class.  Side effects should take a week or two after treatment starts before they show up.

Off to the room where I lay on the bed on top of a "bean bag” while two techs position me and then the bed inflates and forms to my body.  This now becomes my bed for the length of the treatment plan.  Next, the techs run me back and forth in the CT scan adjusting my position and marking my chest and sides with ink (that’s where the blued comes in).  After it is all done and I am perfectly positioned one of the techs comes back in with a needle….that is where the tattooed comes in!

Now…I did take a picture of the tattoo….strategically placing my camera so it is not a porno shot….but, man the chest is hairy and looks like chicken skin when it is blown up and cropped.  So….no chest shot…sorry guys!

I now have three tattoos, one on my upper chest, one on each side of my chest (there you go Rhiann).  She has been trying for years to get me to get a tattoo…I now have three!

Next appointment is on Monday for an ultrasound of the pelvic area.  The Pet scan showed an area of concern but none of the doctors are worried.  Simply could be old scar tissue, which is why I had such a hard time getting pregnant to begin with and a hysterectomy at an early age.  This is really not my favorite test…I think I would rather have the die, thank you.  I have to drink 32 oz. and NOT go to the bathroom until the test is over.  This test was created by a man to get back at us females!

Just keep swimming!