Good Weekend ending with a CT Scan

I had a good, relaxing weekend and did pretty much exactly what I wanted, nothing. Saturday I ran a few errands and got a service call setup for our refrigerator which has a few issues. Fortunately, it is still under warranty, so the service call is completely covered. After my errands on Saturday I played some PS4, watched a couple of TV shows, and took a solid nap.

Sunday was much of the same, without so many errands. After picking Tina up from work I went home and watched some TV, played some PS4 and took another glorious nap. Then Tina and I went to Longhorn Steakhouse for dinner, and after dropping her off at work, I went to the grocery store and picked up some stuff that we needed.

This morning I am at Flower HospitL to get the latest in a seemingly long line of scans. This is my third since starting chemo back in October of last year, and is becoming a regular thing, every three to four months. After eighteen chemo treatments, I am hoping this scan shows continued progress on the nodules in my lungs and nothing new, but at the same time I am ready for whatever the results are.

I won’t get the scan results until my next appointment with Dr. Phinney on Wednesday, August 16th, but honestly I’m not too anxious about it. After fighting this horrible disease for the past nine months, I’ve adopted a whole new attitude about it. Ultimately, the scan is going to be what the scan is, and there’s nothing that I can do about it. I’m just staying strong in my faith and know that whatever the outcome is for this latest scan, it is what it is.

I’m not going to fight any less or change much of anything based on whether this scan is good news or otherwise. It is what it is, and I’m going to keep doing everything that I can to beat this thing into submission.



6 thoughts on “Good Weekend ending with a CT Scan

  1. So proud of you, my dearest son. As always, I am here for you, with a hopeful heart and a prayer on my lips! Love you more than ever.

  2. My Brother you have been in my prayers every day. As I sat for a bit and thought about my situation and mine is barely a toe stub, more like a paper cut, compared to what your fighting. God has you in his hands. Praise Jesus! Love you!

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