It’s that time of year again…time for a scan. A PET scan to be exact.
I am so thankful I blogged throughout this journey, as I’ve been able to go back and see how I was feeling last year before my scan and remind myself that I did, in fact, survive Scanxiety 1.0 twelve months ago, and I’m sure I will survive Scanxiety 2.0 this week.
As I read back on what I was feeling a year ago, I am feeling pretty much the same way…anxious thoughts…pray…repeat…anxious thoughts….ouch my back is hurting again…pray…etc. (more…)
Scanxiety – (Noun) The feeling of terror and dread that one experiences as they await the results of a scan, once again faced with the possible return of cancer.
It’s a word I had never hear until about a year ago.
It’s real. Oh my…is it real.
Here’s how my days have gone the past few days…my mind starts worrying that the PET scan will light up like a Christmas tree, showing the cancer has returned…stop thinking that and remind myself that the Bible says not to worry, but to pray about everything. And even if the cancer has returned, remember that God will be with us through whatever treatment is ahead. REPEAT.
Since my original diagnosis was in the fall of 2015, this time of year there tends to be lots of appointments and scans. There is my follow up with the oncologist, the mammogram, bone density test and PET Scan or CT Scan. This year, I’ve added in a few more because I love them so much. I’ll also be seeing an orthopedic Dr. and visiting the radiation oncologist again. More on that below…
What a question to ask, right? Can I hate my port? Because if that’s ok, I really do. Especially after today.
For my PET scan, they have to inject me with a radioactive glucose. Unfortunatly, my port was clogged (UGH!!!!!), so she had to give it to me in my arm. Not a big deal, except that after the scan, I had to go up to the infusion center and have it declogged. If I get good news from the Dr. on Friday, I’m ready to be done with this port. (more…)
Good morning Lord.
I come before you, overwhelmed a bit this morning.
Yesterday morning, Dave McCorkell died. My heart is breaking…all day yesterday and today I have been thinking of Debbie, Kristen and Kim and what a hard day it was for them (and will continue to be). I remember the day my Mom died so well. It’s hard to be so far away from a friend who is hurting.
There has been severe flooding in Texas from Hurricane Harvey, and last night, Hurricane Irma hit Florida. There is so much devastation. Yet through it all, I see believers trusting you and proclaiming that You are good, all the time!
Today is 9/11.