Results are in. There really isn’t definitive answers right now. It’s a good thing, I suppose (no news is good news?). My provider will schedule a follow up for comparison.
Until then, we take what we can.
Month: January 2022
I received my report via MyChart. It’s not awesome news.
I had to take my cat to the vet earlier this week. She had been breathing funny and losing weight. She’s only five. the vet checked her over and determined that she has supraventricular tachycardia (SVT). An abnormally fast heart rate that comes and goes whenever it wants. She seems to find more difficulty with all of it when she is stressed. Thankfully there is medication that can help.
While we were there, the vet was asking questions about the cat and the cats life, letting the vet know that we moved within the last year and the cat seems to me more stressed since. Somehow, the vet ended up asking a series of questions where he wondered if I’d ever had an echocardiogram. I told him that I’ve had 2. One before cancer treatment started and one after. Then he asked me how long it had been and what kind (of cancer). I told him what I had and that I was entering my fifth year in June. He looked at me knowingly (five years is a huge accomplishment, and a benchmark for recurrence statistics). He started to ask when my checkup was going to be. It was, of course, earlier this week.
My report is back. I still don’t see my doctor until next week, but the report has been written and read.
There are several nodules at the neck of my lungs. 2-3 mm in size.
What does that mean? It means we talk to my oncologist. It means nothing else yet. Next week, we will know if we should worry.
For now, I’m enjoying an incredible weekend of hockey with Ailee and her team in Alexandria. We are playing shoot-em-up video games, stupid-ass worthless claw machines, eating everything we want and laying around enjoying the quiet.
When I was walking with Ailee today, she said, “I’m so happy, Mom. I love you.”
Well, here we are. Probably my least favorite place in the world. I’m starving, nervous and can’t stop worrying.
Today I had my scan. I get one every year. Quite honestly, the next few days feel like purgatory as I wait to see my provider and get my results. When you’ve had cancer, at least in my own experience, knowing is better than not knowing. Brad was very much the same. He wanted to know everything so we could figure out our new normal.
Today, I feel the pain from my husband, Cole. His caregiving history forces him to know what it’s like. He understands and waits in this purgatory with me.
Here’s to hoping for a great result.
Bethactually 