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First day of radiation and physical therapy today, both of which went well. Now that all the tattoos and scanning and math and whatnot is done, it's pretty simple. I walk in, hop up on the table, put my arms above my head in the bondage thingies and lie really, really still while a machine goes BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ at me and then switches to a different position and goes BZZZZZZZZZZZ again. It doesn't feel overly swell on my bum arm to be over my head like that, and the second you have to stay still is when mysterious itches you can't scratch pop up, but I can totally do this.
Physical therapy was lymphatic drainage massage...which is weird. It's way less pressure than a regular massage, more gentle stroking of key lymph nodes and then a slightly firmer pushing out of the fluid in the arm. Doesn't hurt, mostly boring. But I am now bandaged up like the mummy from my fingers to my shoulder. I will stay bandaged instead of the sleeve while we get this flare up under control. Not looking forward to the first time I have to do it myself since it involves a gauze wrapping and four different bandages to wrap...one armed. With my right hand. I suspect this is going to end in tears and my neighbors wondering where that scream of "STUPID FUCKING BANDAGES" is coming from.
The bandages are also way more obvious than the sleeve, so I'm now waiting on the first 'What happened to your arm?' question from strangers. Right now I'm thinking 'shark attack' might be my go to. That or Guitar Hero injury.
Physical therapy was lymphatic drainage massage...which is weird. It's way less pressure than a regular massage, more gentle stroking of key lymph nodes and then a slightly firmer pushing out of the fluid in the arm. Doesn't hurt, mostly boring. But I am now bandaged up like the mummy from my fingers to my shoulder. I will stay bandaged instead of the sleeve while we get this flare up under control. Not looking forward to the first time I have to do it myself since it involves a gauze wrapping and four different bandages to wrap...one armed. With my right hand. I suspect this is going to end in tears and my neighbors wondering where that scream of "STUPID FUCKING BANDAGES" is coming from.
The bandages are also way more obvious than the sleeve, so I'm now waiting on the first 'What happened to your arm?' question from strangers. Right now I'm thinking 'shark attack' might be my go to. That or Guitar Hero injury.