Your next radiation therapy model, right here, joining cancer support groups

Week 2 was off to an interesting start.  Monday I hopped up on the table, they got me all situated, and then the "hush hush" talk began.  Did they see something I didn't?  Were they whispering about how my cancer had come back and they weren't sure how to break the news?  There were three people in the room, then two disappeared, and one stayed back to keep me company.  She's a young Radiation Therapist, very nice.  Eventually she explained that the machine was broken - I could move side to side and forward and backward, but it wouldn't go down.  So, there I was on the table suspended 4 feet up in the air with nothing but time and thoughts.  After asking what all the numbers on the computers meant we were still left waiting.  

"Are we allowed to take pictures in here?" I asked.  And, with that, a photo-shoot ensued.  We put on my googles and mouthpiece and did a mock simulation of my treatments.  The photos are clearly amazing; I could basically be the star in a demonstration video of Radiation Therapy.  Not before too long we were interrupted by the physicist who was called in to examine the machine.  (Yes, I did tell them they were raining on my modeling career parade and interrupted us during my photo shoot!)  While they worked, I continued taking photos of my surroundings.  Long story short, the machine was broken, they had to manually crank me down, and I had to switch to another machine. 

That night, due to the fact I am considered a "Young Adult with Cancer," I figured I would give the support group of the same name a try.  I called ahead to check on the deets and was told family was invited to the meetings.  Knowing this, I *wasn't* going to go alone.  Both Matt and Lisa were able and willing to go.  Slowly the support group members started trickling in - all cancer (and former cancer) patients.  No fellow support systems.  Whoops.  But!  They told me on the phone all were welcome!  Nonetheless everyone was beyond nice and welcoming.  I safely left my phone charging in the corner and, thankfully, the whole scenario didn't go down like the little old lady in Dumb and Dumber (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ppSUnOB4DZw).  No fears, young adults with cancer were *indeed* genuinely nice people.

Week 2 is off to an interesting start:

1. Bed got stuck with me on it

2. Physicist was called in to fix bed

3. Bed was manually cranked down

4. Switched to new bed/room

4. Was the only one that brought support to the support group...

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