It is 3am as I write this. The temperature outside is 0 degrees C according to my phone app. and the street looks like the world's largest curling rink as a light shower of freezing rain applies a thin film of ice to everything. The morning commute will be an interesting mess when it happens, fortunately I'm not going anywhere till noon so it should have thawed out by then.
Tomorrow, or rather later today is when I drive to St Joe's for a PET scan. I should throw in a smartass comment here about taking my dog but right now I'm all out of funny.
This is the test that will tell the oncology team just how much of my body is affected by the lymphoma. I have not, at this point, been told when they will pass that information on to me.
Monday was my first day at work since the diagnosis was confirmed. The staff seemed to be tiptoeing around me, not really saying too much, or was that my imagination? Hard to say but a couple of my usual "smart ass" comments later, everyone seemed relaxed and back to normal.
I've been a pharmacist for well over 40 years and I've seen many of my patients go through the treatments that I'm about to experience. I didn't ever expect that it would happen to me.
Strangely enough, this is not my first exposure to cancer. Stranger still is the fact that this current situation has no link to the former- kind of like getting struck by lightning twice! Go figure!
The previous malignancy is a story unto itself and I think I have enough journals and scrap notes about that time to rekindle the memories rattling around in the back of my brain. Perhaps the opportunity to link them in will arise when I get stuck for new ideas about my current situation.
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