Radiation-halfway done!

So today was treatment #15 out of 30. I've reached the halfway mark! 

This week has me complaining about waiting. Drive 45-50 minutes there, sit and wait for 45 minutes to 1.5 hours, get zapped, drive 45-50 minutes home. I've been out LATE all week. I am tired. I hate waiting. But I'm trying to not complain. Happy to be alive. Happy to be alive. Happy to be alive. I just keep saying that to stop myself from complaining. It could be worse. (But really, waiting for 45 minutes on Tuesday and Wednesday, 1.5 hours on Thursday, and 40 minutes on Friday?!? Excessive. Happy to be alive.)

So to celebrate my halfway point, here is a picture journey of radiation. 

Drive there. Pass these fountains. They've been working on them for weeks. Tonight they were on. 

Park and ride the elevator to floor 2. (If you get to Memorial Hermann at 7:45pm, you can park on floor 3. Lots of spots. This is not the case in daylight hours. 

Pass by the gift shop. Radiation is right around the corner. They close at 6. Which is good, because if they were open, I would be in there shopping during my long waits. (I spy knock off Kendra Scott jewelry from the window daily.)

Get your radiation ticket. That's not its official name, but that's basically what it is. 

Ride the secret elevator that is only in the radiation area to floor 1. My mom calls it the bat elevator. From Batman the character. Not the flying mammals. 

No picture, but change into a very flattering hospital gown, that does not tie no matter how hard you try, from the waist up. 

Again, no picture, but wait. Except for last week. They were on their game last week. There was no waiting last week. 

Go into this radiation room (yes, I totally snapped this picture without them knowing) and lie down on the table with your arms over your head and get zapped. It takes about 15 minutes. I hold my breath during the actual zapping. 

(I hold it for 25 seconds at a time. Just a fun fact for you.)

No pictures, but get dressed and run out of that place like its on fire cause you are ready to be home. 

Drive for 45-50 minutes. (Another fun fact, one night this week I saw 4 rats run across the road in front of me while I was sitting at the light at Westheimer and Montrose. That intersection is always a great place to spot something weird.)

Get home, shower, put on burn cream, sleep. 

The end. 

Now I have a 3 day break, and start back on Tuesday for the next 15 treatments. Praying for no burning, no skin break downs, and patience. And that there is not a cancerous cell in my body. Anywhere. Ever. Amen.