Losing Track

Okay, I am already losing track of not only what day of the week it is, but also how many times I have done radiation. When you do practically the same thing everyday it starts to run together. 

But, I really didn't do the same thing today. I was fortunate enough to get to go out to lunch with Erin Ledlie and Sue Brandel before radiation. And they were also nice enough to humor me with a stop off at B&N so I could accomplish a few errands...which also meant they had to listen to me talk incessantly about the books I read. Poor them. 

Anyway, we had a really nice time. But I forgot to get a picture of us!  Darnit! (I spell it like that so it is more akin to a swear word.)  So, instead of a new selfie, I offer you the following one that I took right after doing one of the longer set up radiation appointments. I think it was the dry-run one, which may be called a SIM....or may not be. I am unclear. 

I took this to share my drawn-on body, but I don't think I ever shared it. Now I have. 

Seven down. Twenty-three to go!