October 31. So I had my pelvic ultrasound. The appointment was at 5:30p, and I was in my car driving home at 5:45p. The technician said my doctor would have the results the next afternoon. “Great,” I say. She was wearing cool earrings. I told her they’d look great with my shirt. She agreed, and we had a laugh. To me that was a good sign. If she had seen anything bad, I don’t think she would have been laughing.
One more test down. I try not worry about the outcome since it was ordered as a precaution. But you know your mind goes off on these weird side trips. But then I would remind myself that we shared a laugh. Good sign.
A weed is no more than a flower in disguise. —James Russell Lowell
I wish the same could be said of cancer.