I open it. A neatly folded gown waits for me.
I change inside the dressing room, taking everything off the top. I tie up the gown, so it can open in the front. I grab a blanket from the warmer; they smell of warm baby formula to me.
I take my place in the radiation patient room, and wait for them to call me for a little "R and R." I take my blanket with me when it's time to go.
They take me in to the vault, past the heavy door. I lay on a hard table covered with a white sheet, and they give me a cushion for under my knees and feet, and spread my blanket over me. They tuck my feet into another warm blanket and try to get me as comfortable as possible. I open my gown and they flatten Flopsy into position, taping her down, then taping me down to the table.
I focus on the light box above me.
I pray for blue skies ahead.
2 comments:
Whoa! Love the photos...I'd say a picture's worth a thousand words, but in your case the words are always golden...so the ratio's a bit different. Your pictures+your words=platinum. So glad to hear you're at 2 to go...
Hello Damselfly, thank you Girl, thank you comrade blogger. I have so appreciated your presence on this path. I think you are the only one in our old writers group that actually read and stuck with my blog! Meant a lot to me. Thank you for all your kind words, praise and encouragement. Thank you Librarian. wgd
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