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Three sessions down, 27 to go.

Today I met with the the radiation oncologist and his entourage, and the theme seemed to be: you ain't seen nothing yet. Because at this point I feel fine, and they are pretty sure I won't. Whatever. I'll report it when it happens.

But a really hammered-home theme was weight. I'm going to lose it.

Don't treat it as an opportunity. If you're thinking now would be a good time to shed a few pounds, don't go there. In fact you have to increase your normal intake because the radiation is ramping up your metabolism.

Seriously. The nurse-practitioner said one of the last things to go was a taste for chocolate. Don't scrimp, go for Hershey's sauce and pour it on everything. I'm not kidding. (Hershey's, heck. Hasn't she heard of Christopher Elbow?)

Now, Mr. Strays is a guy who has always had weight issues. (Take a look at my 8/10/08 post, "Fat Kid.") For me, this is a little like: sorry, you're going to have to resume smoking crack. Oh rats.

Back to Steak 'N Shake! There's a pre-4 pm discount on milkshakes!