Today at 11:00 the man had his big one year check-up since being diagnosed with the big ugly C word. Geez, I've had to pee a dozen times this morning just waiting for him to call!
Whew ~ it all turned ok though :-) HOORAY! Now he won't have to worry for another 6 months. I have to admit, I don't worry as much as he does. I always assume it'll be fine. Thankfully, it is always fine.
Mom and I talked about that the other day ~ post cancer check-ups. And even she said, it's true, you never stop worrying. Not on a daily basis but whenever the next check-up comes around, a small part of her worries that it could come back. That sucks.
On one hand, I think I'd be an ostrich about it. On the other hand, I think I'd be more pragmatic. And along those lines...because my Mom has had breast cancer and just that fact alone doubles my chances of getting it, I actually expect that I will get it too. Is that too negative? I mean, I hope I don't, but if I do it won't be a shock. Cancer sucks!
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