So my encounter with radiation begins.  Radiation.  What can I say?  I got my only tattoo.  My radiologist had me come in for a visit and explained what was going to happen and told me I needed to go into the exam room and have a tattoo on my bottom side to indicate where the radiation beams would be aimed.  The technician measured and measured and then put two very tiny dots where they would send that poison into my body.  I would visit this room 5 days a week for 6 weeks for about 15 minutes each time. I would also be taking an oral treatment of Chemotherapy twice a day every day for those 6 weeks.  Dr. Barney told me that the first 3 or 4 weeks would be no problem.  I would start thinking that this was just a walk in the park.    Easy-peasy, right?  Week 5 came along and wham, bam, things started to go downhill fast.  I could actually feel my strength leaving my body.  Each day was worse than the last.  Week six was so terrible.  I could barely get into the exam room and get my clothes off for the treatments.  I was starting to burn so badly at the point of radiation entry.  I was so sick to my stomach.  I was extremely weak and sore all over my body.  I really didn't know if it was because of the radiation or the oral chemo.  I didn't know if I was going to be able to live until that week was over.  Well, I almost didn't.

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