Not Quite

So, even with 1.5mg of Ativan on Board, my mother was still not able to tolerate the mask needed for her radiation. They cut the mouthpiece out, and she still couldn't do it. So, they cut the whole facial part out and now she just has to keep her chin up and bite on a plastic stick. They had to perform another CT scan yesterday with the modified mask because they have to be able to replicate the same areas that need to be radiated every time. So, Monday we start again. I kind of had to have a heart to heart with my mom about being able to follow through. I know better than anyone about anxiety and not wanting to do something. If I could drive to Paris instead of taking a plane, I'd of already gone. Anyway, she was trying to make all kinds of excuses not to have radiation. I told her I would not allow her to make a decision based on her fear. They are trying to cure her and I am really trying to get her to understand this but she's 86 and tired and I can see that this whole process is wearing her down. I'll a little worried because since her tongue won't be as much out of the way, she'll develop sores and loss of taste which will probably cause her to not want to eat.

I'm praying that Monday she'll do better and that each time will get a little easier. The whole treatment lasts no longer than 15 min. I have computer training next week so the boys are doing extra duty. Thank God, we've been able to be flexible with our jobs. And, I have to say that the radiation techs are all so kind to my mother and us. I feel like they are really looking after her.