Speaking off the cuff

In case anyone stumbles on this without the knowledge, all appearances are that my cancer has returned. My oncologist gave a grim outlook, but there is still a biopsy required. But the are only going to check one of the four masses in my lungs discovered by a PET scan.

As a six-year survivor of stage 4 lung cancer, this is no great shock. As Wayno used to say, “I am a dinosaur!”

I think it is fair to say that I have brought this on myself. I’ve looked desperately for other culprits, but they can’t be found. So, I guess I have to shoulder the responsibility. Another post I may argue other weights, but not today.

Today was fraught with medical experiences. I got a phone call fairly early. I’m not sure who it was or where she was calling from. The gardeners were going crazy outside. So much noise. I had to close the door. I should have said “Let’s start over”, after I closed the door. But I didn’t.

Seems I had to have bloodwork done ASAP. And I had to get the PET scan on DVD.

So, I spent the morning at Quest Diagnostics, having gallons of blood drawn. Then I drove down to Temecula Valley Imaging and spent over an hour waiting for the CD. Loma Linda University Hospital – Murrieta was quick and easy.

I was exhausted when I got home.

Tomorrow will be another adventure, I am sure.