May 2nd

May 2^nd

One down twenty nine to go.

New first experiences today, MRI and Radiation.

The MRI will hopefully clear me of any cancer in the Liver but might just show up a Coors Original imprint buried somewhere deep inside, only time will tell. Except for it being a might bit noisy it wasn't bad at all but I guess some people really freak out. My advice to those who are claustrophobic; easy just close your eyes.

I didn't know I was getting “Contrast” in the MRI and was quite disappointed with it. When I had “Contrast” with the CAT scan, the sensation reminded me of taking a double shot of Jack Daniels after a long day of hiking. That feeling of warmth just flowing through the veins. Today it must have been a quarter shot because it didn't do much for me. Hey doc up the dosage!

After the MRI I headed home for a while and then bolted down into Frederick for my first radiation treatment. This one I was told would be my longest because they had to get me set up. Well what I didn't know was that once again my white ass would be the bearer of new drawings. It wasn't bad, I got three, one on each cheek, sort of on the side and one dead center around, well you know where.

These are the radiation fields that are designed to deliver maximum shaped radiation to the tumor, I understand that. What I don't understand is why in the good Lord's name one of them has to be shaped like the state of Texas? I'm so grateful it's not football season, I can just imagine my embarrassment if someone were to jerk down my shorts during a Skins / Cowboy game. How the hell would you explain that one!

I was also disappointed that the “Artist” didn't sign her work and if she happens to be there tomorrow I shall undoubtedly mention it.

Mom called at the end of the day to see how I did; we shared a good laugh when I suggested that Dad may have made a great MRI technician. When someone freaked out he'd simply call them a “Candy Ass” (Family Joke) and to get on with it.

Anyway it was a good day and I'm grateful.... Mike