Oh yeah, the original purpose of the blog was for health updates for people who might care about such things! Right, I had a CT scan yesterday, and some might wonder how that went.
Well, it was a good trip to Nashville. As has happened in the past, previously worrisome stuff is no longer visible (like the potentially suspicious lung nodes). But this time, the radiologist on duty didn’t find any new spots suspicious for cancer. Further, the existing stuff that we’ve been following for years is stable. The short conclusion is “improved/stable with limited evidence of disease.” That sounds good, right? As far as we can tell, the treatment continues to work, and the oncology team are all smiles.
These 8 week intervals between CT scans are short. It used to be 3 months. It doesn’t seem like much, but it increases the tension a bit. It feels a little like living in the Dharma Initiative hatch with the clock winding down. At regular intervals, alarms start going off. Fortunately, someone enters some data into a system and then we get to relax for a while. And the clock just got reset…whew.
I can’t help but share this story. The photo above was taken from a booth at a Chik-fil-A in Dalton, where Kim and I stopped for a quick dinner on our way home from Nashville. Look closely at the price of Regular gas at the nearby RaceTrak. I about spit my food all over Kim when I looked up and saw it. Just a moment before, she had explained to me that she had deliberately parked a little farther away from the walkway than necessary (which I had tiredly questioned) so we could get some extra steps. Kim lamented that her step-counter only showed around 2100, since we had been sitting all day, first in the clinic and then in the car. I teased that I was beating her, if only by a few hundred steps, wondering if the morning’s CT imaging had given me a boost. I had 2,619.
Thank you for your prayers and your consistent, sweet encouragement.