I am now 12 days into my radiation treatments. You know that old saying about the treatment being worse than the disease? Except for the fact that this disease would kill me if left untreated, it is absolutely true. The cancer itself was a minor inconvenience, not much more than a canker sore. The treatment is so, so much more than that.
I wrote last time about fatigue and losing my sense of taste. The loss of my taste buds was almost more of a mental side effect than a physical one. And the fatigue, while draining, wasn't a deal breaker. After almost six years of dealing with rheumatoid arthritis and its side effects, I have an arsenal of tricks to keep myself going. Those strategies seemed to be working for me pretty well, so I got a little overconfident. I can do this...no problem. Ha ha, said the radiation, I'll show you. (Yes, in my head, the radiation machine and I have conversations. Don't judge.) Oh boy, is he showing me. One of the effects of head and neck radiation is that it works to destroy your salivary glands. I thought that meant that I would have a dry mouth. Eventually, that may be the case. In the meantime, I have just the opposite. I have a mouth full of saliva. It's almost like I took a big sip of water but forgot to swallow and am just constantly walking around with a full mouth. And this isn't just any plain old, run of the mill, spit. No, it is supercharged radiated saliva. It is sticky and thick, and makes me gag when I do try to swallow it. I now spend my mornings (and a good part of the rest of the day) spitting into the sink, praying desperately not to get sick. I have spent so much time in the bathroom, I keep having flashbacks to my first two pregnancies, when morning sickness was so not my friend. Trying to talk with a mouth full of goo is daunting. I am either drooling or spitting or choking, but can't seem to get the words out. As a result, I am quieter than normal (of course, not everyone thinks that is a bad thing!) Just like the food, I feel like I had good things dangled in front of me for a few months and then yanked just out of reach.
As if that wasn't bad enough, I have developed sores all around the inside of my mouth and on my tongue, as well as a wretched sore throat. The sores ache and burn like my mouth is on fire, necessitating almost constant use of pain pills. With the pain pills comes the loss of my freedom. Not that I really feel like going anywhere, but I can't drive while I am medicated.
And as if that wasn't bad enough, I am beginning to get the "radiation sunburn" that I have been warned about. Now to be honest, I am so fair and pink that I look sunburned 90 percent of the time anyway. The skin on my face and my neck is getting red and itchy, especially around the scar where my lymph nodes were removed. The only thing I am allowed to use on my skin is aloe vera gel, which seems to offer some relief on my face. Treating my neck is complicated by the fact that I still have my trach, which means I still have my trach collar. (This is the same collar that the six year old is convinced is holding my head on to my body...he was in the room the other day when Steve was changing the collar and said "Mommy, hold on tight, I don't want your head to fall off!")
And again, as if that wasn't enough, I have begun to lose my hair. They say I will only lose the hair in back, but I'm not sure exactly what that means. Even though I knew it was coming, it was surprising to run my fingers through my hair and come away with clumps. Of course, my hair being so thick, you really can't tell yet. Honestly, in the grand scheme of things, I could really care less about this one. It doesn't hurt so it doesn't bother me. Eventually it will grow back and that won't hurt either. I like things that don't hurt.
I have tried to explain to the kids that I am getting medicine from a machine, which of course that middle child of mine thought was the coolest thing he had ever heard. (Those of you who know him well will appreciate that, those that don't should know that this is a child obsessed with machines of all kinds) I took pictures of the machine to share with them and thought that I would share them here too. I know that before I started this, I had no idea what a radiation machine looked like. Not that I think I ever really thought about it, I had no reason to!
|I lay on the table, mask attached, and they roll the table under the giant machine. It looks very high, but they raise the table so that the machine and I are staring each other in the face.|
|Once I am in position, the machine rotates around me, shooting laser beams of radiation, for about 15 minutes. It is actually quite fascinating, especially when you aren't laying on the table.|