Sunday, January 17, 2016
Not surprisingly, only five minutes after hearing the good news, my mind started in, wondering what possible risks there are in waiting six months until my next scan. A few minutes later I was laughing at myself. As soon as I get news about the clear scan and the need for fewer scans each year, my mind starts right in at the first opportunity to knock me down. The mind is unbelievable. Or perhaps a better word: predictable.
I'm thrilled right now. In nine months, if I am still cancer-free, I will have reached the five year mark and be considered in remission. My hepatic pump and port can then be removed, although since the hepatic pump can never be reinstalled again, part of me isn't in a hurry to get rid of it. It's an odd catch 22. And I'm not going to give it a lot of thought for now. Right now I'm feeling incredibly grateful to not have a recurrence in my lungs not to mention anywhere else in my body. Wednesday was a good day.