Leave it to me to have side effects earlier than most.
To start with, I call the Cancer Center on Friday to ask if they can fit me in for 3PM. I'm told that they will squeeze me in no matter what the 3PM appointment says (I love Paoli). I take the ride out there, thank them profusely, and get my dose of the buzz machine. So far, so good.
I go back to the changing room, and see some nice-sized sunburn marks. I go chat with the nurses, who look shocked -- Apparently I'm not supposed to have sunburn after only two treatments (I had three at that point, but the 3rd just happened). They check me out, and I get a cream to stick on the burns 3 times a day. No worries, right?
Well, I got a cough again, and when I do so I get a metallic taste. This could be one of two things: One, its the radiation working on my esophagus and the cough is from my cold I picked up, or 2) I'm coughing up blood.
I have my next appointment tomorrow, and I see Dr. Curry at that time - I'll see what she thinks then.
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I'm writing to you to tell you. Although, i haven't been 'around' as of lately. I am thinking of you and your beautiful wife.
Every day of every week. you're almost there buddy. And I can't wait to cheer for you when the radiation is ALL done!
PS - you're amazing big guy.
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