Muga Test

So you know what’s missing from all this cancer talk? Pictures! I think I need to start taking them to go along with what’s happening. Anyway, today I had a Muga test, which basically is images of my heart. They weren’t looking for anything wrong, just a baseline for comparison to make sure it doesn’t get damaged by the poisons medications they’re going to start injecting into me in a couple of weeks.
As the tech said, this is probably the easiest procedure I’ll endure during the next few months. It started with a needle, as they injected something into me (I forget what). Then I had to wait 20 minutes, while whatever they injected into me bonded with my red blood cells (a little tango perhaps). Then another injection, this time with radioactive stuff (and no, unfortunately, I do not glow in the dark). They attached three sets of diodes and wires. Then two sets of pictures of my heart, the first took four minutes to capture, the second eight minutes. And then I was done. Less than an hour from start to finish.
Oh, and because my veins suck, and I’m down to one arm, you do get a picture. Here’s my hand (they had to go in through the back of my hand), with it’s pretty pink bandage. I’ll take it off a little later but right now, I’m enjoying the bright color.