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So, here we are.

So far, I've undergone 12 out of the 30 radiation treatments to prevent a recurrence of breast cancer.

I am tired.

I am SO tired.

But I'm more than one-third done, which is really good because I am tired and I can't imagine how I'm going to function at all if the fatigue gets any worse.

I am here to tell you that when your doctor warns you about the fatigue associated with radiation, you should listen. It's real.  This is not the kind of tired where a nice nap makes it all better --this is a fatigue so deep to the bone that I'm too tired to change lanes if I get behind a bus. This is a kind of fog that has stolen about 25% of my mental acuity--I'm struggling to remember names and dates. Stan has called out for reinforcements.

It turns out that in the process of irradiating the area where the surgeons took the cancer cells out in order to make it a hostile environment for new cancer cells to grow, a lot of healthy cells get damaged, too. An…

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