» Saw my radiation oncologist today .. to review the results of Friday's [ "most-important-test-of-your-life" ] PET scan. "How are you feeling?" he asked. "You tell me," I said. "What should I be feeling? What's the PET scan say?"
What a beautiful word. I love that word.
Both my arms shot straight up. Touchdown!
Some folks might argue that I just passed the » biggest test of my life.
» First Things First
.. doesnt mean that he's not important to me.
"I wanted to call you first, Pun'kin, and let you know. Tell mom for me. Now I'm gonna call everybody else .. and tell them the good news."
But before leaving the exam room, I told my oncologist that it was difficult for me to adequately express my gratitude [ uh, cuz so much is involved. i mean, what do you say to a man who saves your life? ] but that I didnt wanna let that stop me from saying that I do indeed appreciate him and the entire Moores organization.
Dude, I *do* appreciate them. Very much so. You cannot imagine.
I mean, you walk into their life with cancer .. and walk out withOUT it.
That is a very cool skill set .. I dont care who you are. They are literally saving lives.
"Come back and see me in 4 months," he said, shaking my hand. "We'll do another scope exam."
I also left a brief message for my ENT surgeon, who was the one who called me and told me that the biopsy was positive and that I had cancer. My message » Four-month PET scan negative.
The phrase "come out" there refers to » surgery. So today's "all clear" means » no surgery. No knife. No slash.
Perfect Timing to Celebrate » Cancer Survivor Week (Beginning June 1st)
I am soo happy. So relieved. Downright elated.
Tho of part of me is now very tired. You cannot relax very well you are are fighting cancer and dealing with the effects of the (brutal) treatment regimen. That part of me feels like it could sleep for two weeks.
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