Thanks everyone for being so supportive and asking about how I’m doing and all that- much appreciated! Turns out a few of the things that were up in the air have been pinned down recently: my brain MRI to check my tumor and rule out any new ones will be Monday the 16th and my port placement will be Tuesday the 17th.
These are the two things that have been stressing me out for about two months now, so I am actually looking forward to them being done so I can move on from it already. I feel optimistic about the results of the MRI, but since MRIs themselves are the equivalent of laying in a coffin full of jackhammers during an earthquake, I always dread the process.
And then there’s the port. I know there are people that love the convenience of having a port, but I’m not convinced. I’ve been getting infusions every three weeks for about a year now and since the infusions are set to continue, it makes a lot of sense. I get it, I really do. So what’s the hesitation?
It just seems really….cancery. (I know that’s not really a word, but it fits my purpose of needing something that expresses my disdain for the process as a whole.)
Ports are so very cancery. But I guess so are PET scans and chemo and brain tumors.
My life is cancery. Ugh!
Looks like just a few more sleepless nights and then I should hopefully be able to relax a little. I can’t neglect the fact that I’m afforded a huge luxury in the cancer world in that I feel really good physically most of the time. I should totally just suck it up, but I may wallow here just a bit longer haha.
There’s an end in sight, and I look forward to feeling like myself again soon!