Scan results tomorrow. I had the CT done Monday and am now waiting, waiting, waiting.
Rather annoyingly the imaging place uploads your films to the patient portal but not the written report. And of course the films all look sinister. I can make not hide nor hair of them. And so I wait.
I feel like I’ve done a better job with the waiting this time. Although in reality there is less depending on this scan. I suspect the end result will be more chemo – maybe a different type but almost certainly more. Anyway regardless it wasn’t until today that I got a bit wobbly.
But bathing Violet tonight I realised that good or bad this scan has only small import on my day to day life in the near future. Come tomorrow night I will be bathing Violet, putting her to bed, washing clothes and dishes. All the precious little acts of life. And so we go on.
“But on you will go though the weather be foul.
On you will go though your enemies prowl.
On you will go though the Hakken-Kraks howl.
Onward up many a frightening creek, though your arms may get sore and your sneakers may leak.”
– Dr Seuss