You look like (a smellier version of) Darlene from Rosanne

The feet of *non* radiation patients

Tuesday: The machine was 40 minutes behind schedule! The annoying thing about when they're running late is you have to wait alone.  If someone joins you at your appointment they aren't allowed to go beyond the doors to the secret lair.  Yet!  There were two others in my waiting room that were NOT radiation patients.  I am still trying to figure out how they got in there!  Daric was waiting in the approved waiting room and apparently fell asleep during my treatment.  Good for him.

This guy fell asleep while waiting 

and was fascinated by the rock moat that leads the way. (7/30)

Wednesday I got in right on time; I barely knew what to do with myself when they called my name at 4:59 PM!  I have a large zit on my chest, though, which I blame on radiation therapy.  It's the strangest thing, I don't usually get large zits on my chest (or anywhere...knock on wood) and this thing aligns perfectly with my tattoo and sticker.  Upon hopping up on the table I warned the therapists to not get distracted by my zit, as it was *not* one of their markers.  "Ah, no worries, we're trained tattoo finders," they informed me.  This conversation led into one about how I looked like Darlene from Rosanne (did she have a large zit on her chest as well?) and had I heard this before?  Ah, yes, unfortunately it's not my first rodeo with this reference.  Back when I was in AmeriCorps there was a Facebook Group "We all have a friend that looks like Darlene" (or something to that effect).  Furthermore, last month I was stopped by a woman in a waiting room.  She thought we knew each other and insisted upon it until she finally realized she thought I looked like the lady on The Talk.  I'm still mulling over my feelings about the reference...        

Not being allowed to shave or wear deodorant makes for 

an interesting run in 85° weather 

#heclearlyhasnotyetsmelledme

#heprobablysmellstoo

#thehugissupposedtocovermychestzit (8/30)

Thank you, Sir, for letting all of us listen 

to your voicemails while in the waiting room. (9/30)