I heard on a podcast that cancer patients had done that they had something called "scanxiety" which is basically getting anxious before your scans.
I had my 3 month scan this morning and was in and out the hospital within 20 minutes! There is an anxiety there with the scan. Simply, what's it going to show. When I received the original scan results 3 months ago, Miranda told me there were some marks on the lung "but she wasn't concerned about them". Infact I don't think she knew what it was. So at the back of my mind is the thought "what's it going to show". And the answer is .... to be revealed next Monday when my lovely oncologist is ringing me.
This week I've 4 trips to the hospital: today for the scan, Thursday 9 am for the ECG, Thursday 10.10 am bloods, and Friday at 3 pm to see the oncology nurse. In between now and then it's car MOT and a Reiki session on Wednesday which I'm really looking forward to.
Sleep was pants again last night. I watched a cracking film The Mule with Clint Eastwood ... brilliant but didn't put it on til 9 ish so was too late for me.
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