We are still here.
CT scan
Thanksgiving times two
Fantastic scan news! Everything’s still stable or shrinking! First thing this morning we took a deep breath and met with the doctor for the results of Monday’s scan. These last several months it’s been hard, especially for Val, to shake the uneasiness as we waited to see if the tiny Continue Reading
Status quo + CT comin’ up
Your assignment: focus your divine love rays or whatever you’ve got on CT results as transparent and clean as a freshly-washed window.
the tedium of amorphous anxiety
Vicissitudes of the last few weeks (for those who wish to experience vicariously, in shorthand, the tedium of amorphous anxiety): For several weeks Val has had, off and on, some inexplicable waves of odd fatigue. Sinus infection? Allergies? Hormonal shifts as her body continues to rebound from last year’s chemo? Continue Reading
CT scan good
Good news: tiny bit smaller.
yesterday’s infusion: all fine
Regular treatment went just fine.
uplift
I have just returned from a week in Carbondale, Illinois, where I was serving as pit crew for my fabulous glassblowing sister’s MFA thesis show, which was spectacular. While I was away Val met with the doctor and called me with this uplifting news: The CT scan last week shows Continue Reading
preliminary results
Fantastic: The PET scan showed no new hot spots. Cancer is NOT rekindling. Disappointing: The two remaining, shrunken tumors are not yet dead. In a preliminary report, the PET scan technician (or whoever phones over the preliminary info) says the scan shows “residual disease” in two already-known spots, which we Continue Reading
Magic 8 Ball
About a week ahead of time, the CT scan makes itself felt on my horizon. It’s a small white noise in the back of my brain, Val’s too I think, more buzzy the closer it gets. Nowadays, in between doctor moments, sometimes we can just have a day. Sometimes several. Continue Reading
new idea
Yesterday we got the CT scan results. (The CT scan was Monday.) The tumor is slightly smaller. And then the doctor made an astonishing statement. Her (unproven) diagnostic hypothesis is that the tumor has died. that i am merely harboring the lifeless carcass of a once-great hunk of cancer. An Continue Reading