I’m fried – both physically and emotionally. The area between my breasts, underneath my right breast (right where an under wire sits) and my right armpit is pretty much burned to a crisp. I vacillate between the intense desire to scratch like mad (which would only make matters worse) and pressing a cool hand on the “hot” spots. My skin, in the radiated areas, is thin and worn out so much so that in these last days of treatment, my radiation therapists have avoided pulling off adhesive tape that covers critical ink markings on my skin for fear of taking some of my skin along with the tape.
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I’m fried – both physically and emotionally. The area between my breasts, underneath my right breast (right where an under wire sits) and my right armpit is pretty much burned to a crisp. I vacillate between the intense desire to scratch like mad (which would only make matters worse) and pressing a cool hand on the “hot” spots. My skin, in the radiated areas, is thin and worn out so much so that in these last days of treatment, my radiation therapists have avoided pulling off adhesive tape that covers critical ink markings on my skin for fear of taking some of my skin along with the tape.