Cauliflower ear....

I had so many phone calls to make...my husband, my Dad, my in-laws, my best friend, the girls who had come over so many weekends during the past months just to lift my spirits, my attorney & friend who had been & was continuing to fight on my behalf the idiot doctors that got me screwed up, soooooo many phone calls....great and wonderful phone calls....and I found myself loving to tell my news more & more as the calls went thru...it was a glorious day!

The very longest morning of my life....

I woke up Wednesday morning, got the kids off to school & waited, & waited, & waited...around 11am I thought it might just be time to take matters into my own hands. I called my aunt who works for my GP to see if we had any word...none...but she gave me a different fax number to give the lab so I called to check in. The lab lady was wonderful. She told me that the results had been sent to my oncologist but the number she had for my GP didn't work & understood how anxious I was so she'd rush them over to him. I decided to give a call to my oncologist's office too. I didn't want to get the results from him, especially if they weren't good, cuz I had a better relationship with my GP. The oncologist's receptionist told me he usually made those phone calls at the end of the day so she'd leave him a message. By this time it was noon & I knew everyone would be at lunch so I was gonna have another hour to wait...my phone rang at 12:30 and the caller id said it was my oncologist's office....I held my breath cuz if he usually made those calls at the end of the day & he was calling me during lunch, it might be very bad news...
I answered the phone and at the other end was the head nurse that did my chemo sessions...I asked her how she was doing...her exact response 'I'm doing good, but YOU'RE doing GREAT!'...that took a second to set in...I asked her what that meant exactly and she explained to me that my scan showed NO cancer...NONE!!
I thanked her for calling me so early and as I hung up the phone, I collapsed on the porch floor...I sobbed...I don't think I even realized how stressed out I'd been...I couldn't stop crying and finally these tears were good ones...I did sit & think a minute of the many months back that I had sat on the same porch with tears falling down my cheeks and wondering if I'd even be in this world by the end of the year...now I sat here, same tears, same cheeks, very different emotions.

As The World Turns...

Tuesday, Sept 14th was the date of my PET scan. It was time to find out where we were really at...every other scan I had was at 9am in the morning and this one was scheduled for 11, so I was kinda afraid that I wouldn't get the results the same day as I had in the past. My terminally late husband went into the office that morning and was, of course, late getting home for me to leave...now that presented more than one problem...first, my biggest pet peeve in life is being late...second, my nerves were already frazzled and waiting for him to be 10 minutes late seemed like an hour & just set my mood on end...and third, and most importantly, there are some labs that won't let you come in late and I wasn't sure if this was one of them so I had to make the 35 minute drive worrying that I wasn't even gonna get this test done today...I got there 15 minutes late and the receptionist called back to the tech & thankfully she told her she'd get me in. I did my thing, knew the drill, and took care of business...I went home anticipating that phone call from my GP telling me what the results were...I waited, I waited, I waited...when 5pm came & went, I knew I was in for the next morning...I was beginning to wonder how they were going to treat the ulcers they were giving to me, lol...