My Life With Cancer (Part 11)
I have an incurable form of Cancer, since it will never go away, I have to manage it. This is the story of my journey.-Kevin Mee
At some point if you're going to have radiation therapy, you have to go into the radiation room. If the picture from the last two posts isn't from St. Al's then there is another room that looks just like it. But back to our story. For the most part when you get radiation therapy, they put you on the table. (See exhibit "A") If you're steady and don't move they don't strap you down, but if you're a bad boy....
I guess I wasn't bad enough. Actually some people get in there and can't handle it, they freak out or they just fidget. What they do is mark an area with three or four small tattoos. Then they line up the light so the radiation beam goes only to that spot. I had five different tumors that needed treatment and the last one they would work on was the one on the base of my neck. I would lie face down on the table and they would raise it to between four and five feet. Then the radiation techs leave the room.
Now they tell you it's totally safe and there's nothing to worry about, right before they leave the room with foot thick lead lined walls and a huge lead door that has to use a motor to open and close. So I feel perfectly safe, yeah right.
After about a week of doing this routine, I figured out something, there was about a 30 second window where I was free to move about the cabin. See, between the time that the buzzing stops from the radiation machine and when the door is open, the radiation techs aren't anywhere they can see me. They have to leave their safe room with all the cameras that can see me in order to open the big door and the big door takes about 15-20 seconds to open all the way. So I hatched my plan......
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