What would I do without Daisys

Don't you just love Daisies? I do. They are to me the happiest flower. When I look at this picture it helps me to feel peaceful and calm and that things are still beautiful in my world.
Cancer Clinic - Day Three; was long. Even though I was only there for the morning, I was there the whole morning. Started the day at Medical Imaging get my litre and a half of what looks like water. Had to drink that over the next hour and a half, and while I was doing that I had to go meet my Radiation Oncologist- Dr. Wilson. She was very nice and also very thorough. She went through everything again with me, every test result and the surgery and prognosis. My blood tests from Wednesday all came back normal. She was particularly glad that my cancer markers were with in normal range and that my liver enzymes were normal. She said that that is encouraging, but that we still need the results from the CT Scan to be sure that there has been no spread. I find that every pain I feel in my body I wonder if its the Cancer. I have to keep telling myself not to go there. For the most part it's easy to distract myself, but it's hard at 4:00 am when I can't sleep and everyone else is asleep.
After I met with the Doctor I had to run back over to Medical Imaging to have my CT Scan, no time to stop and pea after drinking all that water (or whatever it was). Something that helps me glow when they do the test. When I got in to the scan room I had to swallow these citric crystals with water, (not pleasant) then lay down on the table and have them start an IV with contrast media. During the scan they infuse this stuff that goes really fast through your body, and it makes you feel warm, and also makes you feel like your peeing your pants, but your not. Weird. I'm sure a lot of you have had this test before. After I got that done, I peed. Then ran back over to the Cancer Clinic where I went the elevator to the Radiation complex. Everyone there was so awesome. I had my radiation teaching, and then I got another CT Scan so they could mark where they are going to zap me. I got to lay on my stomach on a special table, and almost fell asleep. They then did some markings on my behind and guess what - I am officially tattooed. Three little dots. One on each hip and one on my tail bone. They'll use these marks every time I go for radiation to line me up for my zapping.
The lady who did my Radiation Teaching gave me a smoothie recipe; I'm going to try it when I have a slightly bigger blender. Here is the recipe:

1 banana- fresh or frozen
1 apple- cored
1 Carrot- peeled
1 Cup water
other frozen fruit of choice- 1 serving
Ground flax seed 1-2 tbsp, and any other spices you want to add
Hemp Hearts or other. What ever one likes to add
2 handfuls of spinach

Blend into smoothie. There you have 5-6 servings of fruits and veggies all for breakfast.
She uses her vita-mix blender. Maybe need to get me one of those.
This lady, ( I wish I could remember her name) was so nice. And the radiation facility is really nice too. They explain every thing they are doing to you, and are always reassuring and comforting. They don't baby you, but they are so up beat and respectful.
One thing I am beginning to notice is that everyone I have seen that works at the Cancer Clinic is slim and healthy. Not P-90 X bodies, but just healthy. They all look like they are doing those things that will make a difference in their future health.
Dr. Wilson very kindly told me that because I am as large as I am I am exposing myself to serious health problems in my not to distant future, and not just the cancer coming back. My risk of cancer recurrence is so much higher at my size than if I was within a normal weight range. What greater motivation can I have than that. I can increase my own odds of survival by adopting a healthy life style now and carrying it on into my future. She also encourages whole foods, and eating as close to nature as possible. And that regular exercise will help with the feelings of fatigue that I may get during my therapy. My chemo doctor wants me to get 3 hours per week of at least walking and to eat 6-8 small meals per day. No more hot dogs for me, well maybe just a couple a year.