As you might imagine, this did not put me in an improved frame of mind.
Today, Ace Jordyn is taking me for another CT scan. I'm not nearly as nervous about this one, given that we're just checking on an already well understood situation. This follow-up is required because of the time lag between the last scan and the beginning of treatment next week. So, another domino falls as I approach chemo. Tomorrow, port implant surgery.
Tonight will be my traditional pre-treatment family-and-friends dinner. That will be nice, even if the occasion is a bit morbid.
I continue to process. Some days are good, some days are bad. I'm also dreadfully behind on paperwork and correspondence. If you are expecting something from me and I have not acknowledged that, please feel free to reach out again.