I have a picture of the cage I was in for the radiation, one of the technicians were nice enough to hold it for me while I took a picture of it on my PRIMUS radiation machine. I was basically strapped into this plastic cage and the lines on its surface were a guide to where I was positioned in the radiation field. From tomorrow, I have no more cages to face. Even of the mind - I think it’s easy to worry now. Questions like “Am I through it all? or will my PET scan 3 months down the line show tumour again?; there are so many doubts that can crop up, and I don’t deny that they exist. But they are not caging me in, I’m sure I’ll be given the strength to deal with it when and where the situation exists.
What’s next? Well, I guess I just sit and wait – a check CT scan in a month and a PET scan after 3 months to see if the crab is around or not!
Tomorrow I need to get up early and go as an assistant for the final year Surgery residents, as they give their practical exams. I need some rest, but I needed to blog the good news first, before I crash out!