
Well, today was the first day of radiation. Playing the good wife I went down to be with Mr C in Radiation Oncology. I found him, covered in blood. From head to toe. Seems he had a bike wreck. So, he got himself back home – the bike is undamaged – and got in the car and drove over to get nuked.
The radiation folks didn’t let a little blood stop them. They did their thing. Then I forced Mr C over to the Emergency Department – where they cat-scanned his head, and xrayed his hand and sewed up his face. Then we came home.


ps – radiation – piece of cake compared to the bike wreck.
No more excitement required today, please.










