that's what the peeps in the know call it...the peeps with cancer...last night before i went to sleep i emailed my oncologist, hoping to avoid the "middleman" about the scan results. i received an automatic response that she was out of the country until july 10th...damn, i might have to wait even longer than usual...i had a tremendous amount of anxiety last night...and depression...really feeling weary about this whole thing...i woke up and turned on my computer... there were two messages - one from the oncologist, and one from the nurse practitioner. my heart started racing. oh man, was i going to find out something that could change everything...again...
the first message was sent at 4am from the oncologist...it said that she would be reviewing the results online and having a nurse get back to me. the second one, from the nurse practitioner had as the subject line, "stable!" - and the actual report was attached. i carried the laptap into mitchell's office to show him, and the tears started rolling...i really didn't expect it, especially this time...i still have the mri to contend with, but the pet scan was the big tell about these last months...so, i'm dancing with stable boy...for now...whew...i don't know why i'm so fortunate, but i'm grateful...as i am for your kind wishes...
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