Dr K wanted to do further treatment even though I have not made an appointment for the MRI. I gathered this as he says that I will have to do another mask. I said good as the previous mask was under sized as I had gained some weight due to the steroids.
Days later I get a phone call to come in for a mask scan.
I appeared with my sisters in tow. The measuring guy called and I say it's me again. This time he invited my sisters to attend. Cool. I mention that I had shaved this time, to avoid having to do it in the measuring (scanning room). I take my shirt off to avoid it being scanned and lay on the slab. I lay still as the laser sampled my head. An expanding foam bag was also placed under my head to take a mold of the back of my head. This will later by my 'pillow' in the treatment room.
After the scan it was over. I see my image on the computer monitor. Ugly as ever. Here's an appointment to come back for the fitting and the CT simulation (plus injection I assume).
By the way you old mold is no longer needed, want it? Yeah. The assistant disappears and return with the plaster mold of my head. Cool. I can colour it and put a wig on it. I'll use it to freak people :) Maybe even put it in the fridge. That'll really freak people :D
