Monday, July 27, 2009

Driver's License

Four years ago, I was a bit upset because the time to renew my license came right in the middle of my treatment. That morning, I put on a lot of extra make-up, took special care in fixing my wig, and hoped that I would look healthy in the photo that I would be stuck with for the next fours years. I was satisfied with the picture...I didn't look too bad with my "chipmunk" face. I remember thinking that I can't wait until the next time I renew my license so that I can have a healthy picture of myself. Today, I am going to motor vehicle to do so. It is amazing to me that four years ago seems like eons ago, yet it went so fast all at the same time. Yay, I get to have a healthy picture of me on my license. Yet, I will save the old one to remind me of how far I've come.
Yesterday, a friend asked me if after four years do I ever forget or take for granted what I have been through. I told her that when life seems to get out of hand, I read my journal to put things back into perspective.

Wednesday, April 15, 2009

Doctor Appointment-4-14-09

Yesterday, I had my 9 month CT scan and visit with my lymphoma doctor. All was well, and my scans are stable. He wants to see me 6 months from now for blood work & a check up. And he said that my next CT scan will be in one (yes 1) year from now! It is very exciting and I was not expecting that news since I only just moved to scans 9 months apart.
He said I will have one next year, then another the following year, then that will likely be my last one. I really didn't expect that and while I am happy to know that he feels I won't always need to be CT scanned, it also makes me a bit nervous. Yes, I am happy but those of us who have had cancer jump for joy with caution. Three & a half years post treatment, I do not worry like I did in the beginning, but CT scans are like a security blanket for me. But I do know that my doctor is a cautious man (sometimes overly cautious) and if he feels this way, I need to trust his judgement. And that last scan is two years from now, and I may be ready to let go of that security blanket by then.