I also went for a chest x-ray, with a rather jovial x-ray tech named Ray. His spirit of enthusiasm was just what I needed at that moment. They took the standard frontal pic, the kind where you get a picture of the ribcage head on.
They also take another shot, where you turn to the side, grab a bar over your head and inhale. This side shot lets them know, if they find anything, how deep in the lung it is..a little perspective. I'll have to see if I can get mine in a usable format and post them here...
They do the chest x-ray because, as I said earlier, one of the things cancer likes to do is expand like a Risk empire. While I am comfortable ceding my testicle, there is no way I am giving up my lung, and I am equally sure of protecting Kamchatka (a little Risk humor...humour, to my Canadian friends)
Then they'll send these pictures over to Doctor Wenger, and he will read them with an oncologist, just to be safe.
Both procedures were easy in, easy out. Less than an our for both of them, and I'm grateful for Ray.
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Speaking of "test", will any HRT be necessary from now on, or will Righty take on the duties all by himself?
Consider this your wacko question of the day!
Righty's on his own...which is a shame, because I could score some high grade stuff and sell it to the local bike ride peloton.
This may be my favorite view of you.
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