Frogs

In a semi-continuation on my educational series on radiation, I will add this photo of where I typically park my car in the Cancer Center - The Lower Level, also known as "The Frog Level".  The first time we were ever at Froedtert we spent hours upon hours Froedtert Bouncing.  When our brains were stuffed full of words like "cancer" and "staging" and "chemo" and "surgery" and "radiation" we had to go and find our car to leave that awful-wonderful place.  Matt and I looked at each other and were like, "Where did we park?"  Then we looked at the elevator buttons and saw a picture of a duck, a frog, and of running water.  "Frogs!", we both exclaimed.  Though we could not remember where our car was parked we did remember hearing the chirping of frogs when we entered the building that day.  Since then, we almost always park on the frog level...it just makes life easier.

Do I look a little chunky in this photo?  Hmmm...the hazards of taking selfies.  You end up looking at yourself and analyzing "you" on a daily basis.  These photos are for a record of radiation only.  They shall not be held against me.  Besides, I think it's the hair...and the fact that I actually am starting to have some....  We will blame it on that anyway.  YES!  We will.

Also, did I ever post these photos of the radiation machine?   Also known as L1, I believe.

Mmmm hmmm...so comfy looking, isn't it?  

My back on that hard black surface (with a thin towel underneath me) 

and my arms in those red holders.  Ahhh... L1, how I will miss you.  Not.