At the cancer center where I went for radiation, the elevator that took us from the reception area down to the radiation section was always plastered with great (and often twisted) cartoons. They were frequently updated, so I always made it a point to try to read as many new ones as I could on the ride each day -- sometimes even the small diversions help.

Cathy


Tongue SCC (T2M0N0), poorly differentiated, diagnosed 3/89, partial glossectomy and neck dissection 4/89, radiation from early June to late August 1989