Big Fat Files

Things went much better today, thankfully. And I don't feel as drained either, but I have a huge headache, so I won't be long at the computer.

Mom was telling me the other day what the cost of each treatment is, and how much my PET scan was... I don't like knowing. It's crazy expensive and I can't help thinking that I'm not worth that kind of money. But, I'm really never given any kind of option but to get treated. You just do what they tell you you have to do and you go with the flow and keep breathing. The only thing that makes me feel better about it all is that hopefully my doctors and therapists learn something from treating me that they can pass on to their other patients or just general knowledge of the disease. My file is huge at the Cancer Center. It started in 2001, and all my information is in that dictionary sized file that the doctor lugs into the office with him every Wednesday. He even commented at how big it was. So, I guess when they no longer need it, they will either toss it out or do whatever else they do with them... maybe a bird sanctuary somewhere has lots of cages that need flooring.

I only have two more treatments left, and I don't know what happens after that. I am excited, however, to bring home my Mask.