So I go in today for the mapping of my brain so they can do directed radiation next week. After discussion with the resident wannabe and then the big guy they tell me they are going to make a mask of my face. Ok, I say. I am so agreeable. I get in there and they make me lay down after putting one of those little blue caps on my hair. Then they give me something to wrap my hands in so they dont just hang off the table (stoopid, stoopid, stoopid, it is really so you cannot hurt them in a few minutes). They have already shown me this cute Friday 13th mask. Cool, I think. They tell me I can have mine later. Double cool I think. Then they tell me they are going to put gel on my brows and eyelashes so nothing sticks to them. Ok can I say (triple stoopid again). Then they cheerfully say we are going to put warm plastic on your chin and let it cool to conform to your face and on your forehead. That is when I should have left. I dont know how hot plastic has to be in order to be pliable, but warm does not cover it. Then, then, they say ok here comes the face and they drop a full sheet of plastic on your face!. You cannot scream, you cant get your hands free, you cannot call them what you want to because your mouth is covered. It is very good I peed before I got in there or there would have been a mess. Then they cool it off and peel it off. Told me I would look years younger. I told them I didnt give a shit, give me my eight layers of skin back along with my nose and mouth please. hahaha, very funny they said. But it is a very cute headpiece. It also locks so when you want to run next week, you are out of luck there too. I may carry a bit knife just in case though.
Posted on: Thu, 31 Jul 2014 22:28:53 +0000
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