i have had several preliminary appointments where they marked me up with sharpies, made several tiny tatoos, and used trigonometry to figure out how to radiate my breast without damaging my heart or lungs. (i am glad someone passed trig.) during this process, the technician said he would try to keep me covered up as much as he could, to try to let me keep some dignity. oh yes. i remember when that might have been important.
i waited in the little dressing room with two other bald women, one much too young for this. all of us relieved to be through chemo, figuring nothing could ever be as bad. hopefully that is not foreshadowing... i start monday.