S.H. describes disconcerting radiation exposure, though he seems rather nonchalant about the whole thing:
Today's work.
We did thermal imaging today.
We will be going to the front line wearing a glass badge that measures the cumulative doses and carrying two personal dosimeters.
The front-line situation is being broadcast on TV, but if you see it in reality on-site, it is even more gruesome . . .
One of my dosimeter's alarms began to go off and would not stop right before we began working. When I asked one of the radiation management personnel who was with us about my dosimeter, he said that I was given one for which the settings had been incorrectly configured.
He said, "There is nothing wrong with it, so please continue your work."
So, I did!
Of course, there is ventilation as well.
Otherwise, we would suffocate . . .
There is a fan on the exhaust side, and it is naturally structured to pull air in on the intake side.
If it were only this ventilation system, radioactive material would get in, so an ULPA filter that is even higher performance than a HEPA (filter) is used.
Having said that, we still cannot take off our full clothing gear inside the shielded vehicle, and eating and smoking is prohibited.
I really felt a sense of isolation and loneliness.
Migraine headaches have bothered me since around noon.
The robot missions have been suddenly halted.
Everyone on the front line, including our company, are all anxious because of the decision from the ***ushima Prefecture.
Our morale dropped instantly.












