I know I'm only 5 ft but I never realised that, medically speaking, my size would be such an issue.
To accompany my unfortunate diagnosis of 'small breasts', it appears I also have small veins. Or so
the Radiographer conducting my CT scan kindly pointed out. Tiny tubes aside, it
was a remarkably straightforward process. I particularly enjoyed the fact that the
machine ‘talked’ to me: “Breathe in and hold your breath ... Now, breathe
Which is more than I heard from
the Oncologist; I’ll have to wait until Monday to speak to him about my
chemotherapy options. The delay is obviously frustrating but at least it gives
me a few more days to think about things and to draft some questions.
Speaking of which, I must thank my
friends for the hilarious bluntness of some of their questions last night: “Why
can’t you just have a mastectomy?” Er ... ? “Will all your pubes fall out?”
Huh?! Actually, in response to the latter,
I have been told that they will. Nice.
As for the hair of my head, apparently
there is something called a ‘cold cap’ that you can wear before, during and
after each chemotherapy treatment. The cap is very cold (obviously) and acts to
cool the scalp and restrict the blood - and therefore the chemotherapy drugs –
reaching the follicles. Its success
varies according to individual and/or medication, but I think it’s certainly
worth investigating ...