This where it starts
For 20 minutes a day, Monday through Friday at 3:20PM for 28 days I have settled my body down on the platform for radiation therapy (above). Today was the final treatment, it’s done, finis, complete, no more. Now all that is left is to continue hormone therapy until October, riding the dragon for another 6 months.
I have to say, other than the disruption of having to do this every afternoon, making it difficult to plan anything else, there was really nothing to it. I go in, take off my Crocs, position myself on the platform, grab the rubber donut (I have to do this to keep my hands positioned) lower my trou (I am covered by a warm blanket) and lay there and listen to the music of my choice for the day (list from April).
|Delbert McClinton||Simon & Garfunkel|
2nd Covid shot
|Glenn Miller||Merle Haggard||Queen|
|Dixie Chicks||Blues Brothers||Chicago||Doobie Brothers||Doors|
|Bob Wills & The Texas Playboys||John Denver||Nathaniel Ratliff & the Night Sweats||Santana||Beach Boys|
|Traveling Wilburys||Eric Clapton|
It was a variety of selections of some of my favorite artists (the 2nd Covid Shot is not a performer or group). I think I introduced the staff to a few new artists and it seemed they did like my selections over the mostly “Spa” music other patients seemed to prefer (one said they had no trouble staying awake with my selections). Sometimes it was hard for me to stay still, as Nancy frequently says, the music makes her want to butt dance.
The radiation oncology staff at the Beaverton OHSU clinic, Hilary, Hannah and Linea (not pictured) made the process, well I won’t go far as to say enjoyable but, bearable. It must be difficult having to see patient after patient with cancer come in for treatment. I know there would be times when it would get me down yet they are always upbeat. I can’t thank them enough for their kindness throughout the process.