And so it begins....

I'm not gonna lie here peeps - I was quite the nervous wreck last night and this morning. I managed to get in about 5 hours sleep, and then went back to bed for a couple of hours to snooze before we headed off at noon.(after a farewell to Willie and John)
How stressed was I? Well - I had a nightmare about Miley Cyrus and sparkly lip gloss. I think that speaks volumes!
We went straight back to the waiting room after I had scanned my "barcode", and then went back to the treatment room. My therapists are amazing, and showed Piet all around and answered all of his questions.
Then the fun started. We wriggled and jiggled until they got me just right, and left the room to get my first set of photos.

try holding this pose for an hour - I think I should start yoga!

And then - oops.
Last week I went in to dry run of the treatment, and the machine worked just fine. But they forgot to check that the 'arms' that come out the sides to take the x-rays to line me up could cope.And of course - they didn't! Of course! Seriously not surprised at all.
So they had to get some more images sent to the machine to line me up. This took about half an hour or so. And all of that time I was still lying very still with my face down, arms over my head not moving at all. After being like that for aver n hour, and the images still not right, they let me get up so they could treat someone waiting. This was perfect timing - I'd just begun to get a bit panicky and was trying to talk myself out of hyperventilating.
After about 15 minutes I went back in so we could do the wriggle and jiggle routine again. There's something very humbling about being prodded and pushed while you are half naked and not able to see what is going on!
But this time the pics were good, everything lined up well and we went on to the treatment.
And can I say that they are kind of a let down? There is a high pitched hum, and them some flashing lights. You cannot feel a thing. Really. People said that, but I just couldn't believe it. But it's true. There's not wind, or heat, or sensation. And then it's over. I of course, get to have a table move and then another round, but that's it folks. Nothing. I thought that I would feel something, or that my leg would feel different (well - being able to get off the table seemed like a bit of a novelty after all that time, but I can't say that had anything to do with the radiation).
So believe the blogs peeps - you cannot feel it at all. And that'a a relief.
Then I got some more markings - and some little stickers to help. But - and I know you'll be soooo surprised - they don't like me. I'm not all that sticky apparently - Piet's finding them all over the place now!

And so there you have it - one down and now 32 to go!!

Oops - almost forgot....

Yep - that's pretty much it

Hugs
Megan