Oh the irony

 ...or is it satire?

My stepdad took a pic of me in the radiation room yesterday so I could share what it looks like. Feels like something out of Star Trek doesn't it? The big machine on the left deploys panels and rotates around the table (which is locked in place once all body markers are in place). Lasts a couple of minutes, it's not scary and there is no pain - it's like a scan. There's music and it's relaxing.

The irony is that yesterday's song was an oldie from the '80's from - brace yourselves - Dead Or Alive, remember You Spin Me Round? So yeah that was playing while the machine was spinning around me, question of keeping me alive. I can't make this shit up. 

Last treatment for hopefully a while is tomorrow, the fatigue is building up but at least I finally got a good night of sleep. Acupuncture this afternoon, helps keep nausea and gastric distress at bay. 

It's a boring time of life as I'm too mentally fogged up and physically tired to engage in most activities, my brain is starving and I'm trying to find every ounce of patience I can to push through this. Eating helps. It's like I want to try all the restaurants I've deprived myself of, I want to eat new things and with no guilt because what else am I to do for fun?

I'm not supposed to eat sushi and it's stupid because of cold winter storms but I have a damn craving, oh the battle. Prolly gonna do it. Heh. I wanna live!