The Waiting
“We've all talked before about how excruciating these waits can be. But there's nothing you can do.”
I'm waiting for the phone to ring. I'm writing this late Monday afternoon. I had the scans earlier today, and now I'm waiting for my oncologist to call with the results. As all of you who have been through a day like this know, these days can be emotionally exhausting. The tests themselves take barely five minutes. They run you through the machine once, inject the dye into you, and then run you through again, and that's it.
As I was leaving, one of the technicians in the control room waved. We've seen each other there before. I appreciated the wave, but what I really wanted just then was to see what he saw. I wanted to see what was on the screen. But no such luck.
There's a lot riding on the results of today's scans. They will determine what happens to me, at least in the near term. More of the same? New drugs? It's working, it's not working, it's just maintaining the status quo? All good questions, it's the answers that are important.
So I'm waiting. We've all talked before about how excruciating these waits can be. But there's nothing you can do. My doctor is very good about calling when he gets something. I think all the doctors know how difficult the waiting is for the patients. Even if it's bad news, it's better to know.
So on to more important things. Yes, the cheesesteak was excellent. And for the surprising number of you who asked, I go for provolone cheese. I don't want to offend any of the purists from Philadelphia, but I figure I have enough health problems without eating cheese whiz. Plus, the bright orange color of that stuff is a little scary.
6:50 AM ET | 10-24-2006 | permalink


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