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What was I to do. this was new to me and I had about zero clue how to proceed. I was just diagnosed a week ago. I walk into the dark crowded waiting room. its underground and lead lined so there was absolutely no way any light could have entered this room whatsoever. The whole fact that I was sick was still a very fresh thought for me. I didnt know what to think. I questioned if I even would be able to live to see my 20th birthday. I entered the cold dark room. I had to take my shrit off and lie on a cold slab it seemed like. I felt just how Frankenstein's monster felt. Did I mention it was really, really cold? I looked up at what looked like a giant flashlight combined with a dentist mirror. I sat there for about a half hour and felt a heating sensation on my upper chest. When it was over, I sat up, put my shirt on, and walked out of the room. "That was it?" I thought. I guess the whole procedure had not taken very long at all. I sat in the car, and was on my way back home, even before 11 o'clock. I was back to go to sleep and wake up with the rest of my siblings. I found myself thinking what to do next with myself. This was something I would have to get used to for the next few months. Same treatment every day, same time, same place. It wasnt long before I started to feel the effects of the radiation. First the part of the body that the radiation was being exposed to lost all of the hair covering it. I still haven't been able to re-grow hair in that spot to this day. I also started to feel a lot more tired than I used to be. I was told that I would feel all of these side effects but the tiresome part was a lot more extreme than I thought it would be. I literally did not want to do anything at all. I would wake up, and go back to bed. Even after the treament stopped the side effects would still continue for many months. They eventually went away as did my cancer as well. Radiation did the trick when it seemed to be usually on one of many tricks to other survivors as well I was very happy but I will never forget that long year of recovery that I had to go through on my way to better health. It was a very scary, yet humbling and interesting experience to say the least. It was not one that I would like to experience but is it weird to say that in a way, Im glad I did experience it? I can certainly say that I am not the same person I was when I started out on this road to recovery. I am wiser I believe and humbled. I have a second lease on life now. I look at things a lot more different than before and make sure every day to laugh and enjoy the little things.