Hoy fui a la clínica para la última radiación. Nada que reportar, la verdad. Simplemente se acabó ese asunto. Ahora sólo toca esperar a los controles dentro de unos meses a ver si realmente funcionó. Estoy contento de que se haya acabado, en todo caso.

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Today I went in for the last radiation. Very uneventful. It was simply the last and I won't have to go in again... hopefully. I'll just have to wait for the follow ups and see if it all really worked out. I'm happy it's over, though.

A young woman, let's call her Bianca, is moving out of town. She needs to sell some of her things, get rid of them and make some money at the same time. And she does need some money. She posts an ad on craiglist announcing that she has a velvet couch in good condition for sale. Shortly she receives an e-mail from a buyer who signs as Rev., let's call her Rev. Mary. They agree on a price of $120, and the buyer sending a check. When the check arrives, it is for an outrageous amount of $1,800, and is signed by a woman not called Mary. Confused, and being an honest person, Bianca writes her buyer about the confusion. Rev. Mary replies that it is fine if the check comes from X bank. And it does. She says Bianca should cash it, take $380 for her couch (and troubles) and Western Union the remaining $1,420 to a friend of Rev. Mary's in London.

What make you of this story my friends? What kind of shady scam is it?
What should the good Bianca do?

Today I went in for radiation number 12.

Last week I started feeling the sore throat, and my voice can testify to that.
Last week I started feeling the swollen throat, and it hurts to swallow.
Last week I started feeling the dry mouth.
Last week I started feeling the thickened saliva.

Today I realized I was losing hair, yet again.
Today I realized there was bald patch in the back of my head, to the right, behind the ear... almost 1/4 of my head.
Today, a couple minutes ago, I shaved my head again, like in chemo days.
Today, a couple minutes ago, I realized the skin of the irradiated area is clearly redder that the rest.

Boo.

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Hoy fui a la radiación número 12.

La semana pasada empecé a sentir el dolor de garganta.
La semana pasada empecé a sentir la garganta inflamada y empezó a doler tragar.
La semana pasada empecé a sentir la boca seca.
La semana pasada empecé a sentir la saliva densa.

Hoy me di cuenta de que estaba perdiendo pelo, de nuevo.
Hoy noté un parche calvo en la parte de atrás de mi cabeza, a la derecha, detrás de la oreja... casi 1/4 de la cabeza.
Hoy, hace pocos minutos, me rapé de nuevo, como los días de la quimio.
Hoy, hace pocos minutos, me di cuenta de que la piel de la zona irradiada está claramente más roja que el resto.

Buu. Mierda. Qué mamera.

I moved to my new place on Friday, right after graduation. I will be there only for the summer and the rest is uncertainty... it all depends on where/whether I get a job, so I haven't gotten anything for my room even though I need a dresser and a desk at least. My room mates have stuff and that's great! There's some furniture in the place! It's a small nice apartment, and it will be fine for the time being. I'll have to figure something out for the future, when the future comes. Oh, and this Saturday we're having a party... I just heard yesterday, but we are... sent out an evite. We'll see who comes around.

On a different note, my dad left yesterday. We went to the airport early in the morning and apparently everything was fine. He was home in the evening, with a stomach ache from the airplane food. It was nice having him around. Now that he's gone I have all my time to work on getting a job and getting the organization we're starting with my Latin American friends going. That's a lot of work in itself, but if it works it will be great. As to getting a job... what a painful thing it is. I hate job hunting!