Let's get the ball rolling

I start radiation treatment tomorrow. It will be the first treatment I've received for cancer. I was hospitalized from Dec. 8 to Dec. 15. I was diagnosed with lung cancer a week ago. But tomorrow will be the first step in killing this monster living in my chest. If I had gone to the ER with a broken leg, which would not have been life threatening, I'm guessing I would have immediately been treated for a broken leg. But I went to the ER with shortness of breath. It took more than three weeks to be diagnosed with cancer. And a week after that, here I am waiting for someone to treat this monster. And I still don't know if this monster is contained in my lung or if it has spread. Sorry, but I can't understand why this is taking so freaking long. ...
Until tonight, I didn't physically feel as if much was wrong with me. I've known for a week I have lung cancer, but I've shown few symptoms. That changed after I ate supper tonight. I had a coughing fit for the first time since I was hospitalized. My coughing caused me to lose my supper and then spit up blood periodically for the rest of the night. ...
Is my mind playing tricks on my body? Yes, I'm nervous about tomorrow. Plus, I went to the law firm today where my wife works and signed my last will and testament. Coincidence? You tell me, if you can. Not too many people are giving me too many answers these days. ...
Tomorrow is a big day. Brain CT scan in the morning, radiation treatment in the p.m. Does it get any better than this?