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I had to wait over an hour before I got zapped this afternoon. Just before I arrived, they had a fire drill, so everyone's schedule was backed up. But I was able to chat for a while with the red wig w/breast cancer I mentioned before, let's call her "R". Her radiation treatments are ending the same time as mine. She had to get sliced twice, stay in the hospital during her chemotherapy, and now radiation. She's awfully chipper considering everything she's gone through. She's also much older than she looks, and she looks great.

Turns out I don't have to come in on Thanksgiving Day for radiation since the building is closed that day. Not that it matters since Turkey Day this year is pretty much ruined already since I can't taste anything. So my last treatment will be on Monday, November 29th.

There's another side effect to this whole cancer thing that I did NOT expect. Men are just popping up everywhere; attorneys, federal marshals, FedEx guys, even an architect. I know it's because of the weight loss, which is considerable. But even friends I've known for a long time are starting to, shall we say, pay more than friendly attention. It's disorienting. And I really need to come up with a more tactful response than, "Echhhh, that's like making-out with my brother!"