Radiation Fun Extended

Today the aliens had me visit with the head probing doctor after my radiation. This was an unexpected appointment, so I thought it was kind of weird. Maybe I would get a surprise that my treatment was over?! Nope. He informed me that they had given me radiation for 3 days last week to the wrong area of my chest. They had accidentally lined me up using the wrong dot...and the funniest part about that is that he said that my chest hair had kind of messed it up. Dang manliness! Well, the other thing that messed it up is straight-up technician error. They found the problem because one of the nurses noticed two different sunburns on my chest and wondered about it. They went back in their records and were able to tell that they screwed it up. They also figured out that they did do my hip and back correctly, so at least that is good.

This error means that I need to go back Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday next week to get those doses to my chest that I should have gotten last week, thus extending the end of my treatment to October 11. The other bad thing is that I have now received around 500 units of radiation to one of the few parts of my skeleton that was actually made of quality parts. This should have no negative side-effects, but I don't think my doctor would have me shoot HIM with 500 rads in the chest. Am I mad? Nah. This year has just been like that. You just accept it because it is out of your control and you tell yourself it is just lettuce on your taco and that the only way to make this thing worse is to get mad about it. The hilarious thing about this whole thing is that they have lasers and computers, but the way they are going to prevent this kind of mistake in the future for electron treatments like mine is to draw around the correct tattoo with a Sharpie.