I went to
have my face moulded today. It was part of the cancer treatment rather than a
sudden realisation on the part of society that the gently noble Smith brow
should be cast in bronze. But still, I now have quite a natty little facemask
sitting up at the Beatson.
Well, I say
"little". I have a weirdly large head, to the extent that I have to
ask for the special helmet at the go-carting and very short haircuts leave me
looking like a Velcro football. It's going to look like a hippo's fencing mask.
I'll know tomorrow, since I'm in for a scan and I gather they'll be using it
then. It was whisked away today before I got the chance for a good look, so I'm
sort of looking forward to that.
The orfit
mask or shell is this winter's must-have facial accoutrement for the hip cancer
combatant about town. If you have a lump this season and you haven't
accessorised it with one of these, you're nobody.
Available
in a fetching medical white, the orfit is a plastic mesh designed to clamp your
head precisely in position during radiotherapy, within a two-to-five millimetre
margin. Since radiotherapy involves firing tissue-frying x-rays into the living
brain, this is A Good Thing: I'm keen that the only bits to be zapped are the
genetically mangled; anything else I may have in my head I'm keen to keep
there. Except maybe Bryan Adams' Everything I Do – they can burn that out if
they like.
The fitting
and making is reassuringly high-tech. The table is black and shiny and ruled
with the ruby needles of laser-beams, which pleased my inner geek once I'd
cleared the recurring phrase, "No, Mr Bond, I expect you to die".
Once they have you on that and manoeuvred into position, a hard thermoplastic
template is poached lightly in water until soft enough to be stretched over your
face by two biggish blokes, who prod it and tweak it and bolt it down until it
sets. The whole process takes about three minutes and entails no discomfort
apart from mild heat and a brief sense of suffocation.
It also
leaves your face feeling quite soft and exfoliated, although I expect it's
quite an expensive way of getting rid of blackheads, even with a Groupon
voucher.
For some
reason, I also now have a dot of green ink on the tip of my nose. I'm not sure
what that's for. I might ask tomorrow.
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