I have survived half a century without being inked but alas I cannot say that now. I had my radiation simulation yesterday where they chart and then mark the area that is going to be radiated.
All right, I am just being a drama queen. It really is not that bad. I was expectiong to be marked with black ink all over but it really is only four marks -- a tiny ink dot that was injected into my skin near the middle of my chest; a longer mark also injected into my skin on the outer side of my breast; and marks on the top and bottom of my breast (these were drawn on and not injected). I really can't complain. I do not look like that LA Ink tart.
It was funny as I was buttoning up my shirt I looked down and saw the first mark and then automatically thought, "I have to brush that dirt off" and then realized that it was my "tattoo". I will get used to it.
What I was not too happy about was being told that I could not pick my radiation times but would have to work with what they gave me. And what am I supposed to do about working? Bloody idiots!
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