Ana has a PET/CT scan on Friday to assess her lung tumors. It will be one month – to the day – since she had her pelvic tumor removed. We may even have some results from the extra special pathology testing they did on the tumor (they sewed a piece of it into the body of a mouse even before she was fully awake in recovery).
Scan days are game changers, or they’re not. They hold all the answers, or they hold none. They are fraught with meaning and complexity….or they are meaningless. I simultaneously dread them and look forward to them because they push us forward (or not).
Welcome to the view from my crazy head…
I’m not a religious person, but I have come to the realization that I’m deeply superstitious. As such, when scan time comes around (which it has been doing A LOT lately), I start doing things like lighting candles, picking up pennies and stepping over sidewalk cracks. Because, well, it doesn’t hurt to have a bit of luck on your side when you’re headed to the pediatric oncology clinic…yet again, ya know?
So, yeah. I’ve been lighting candles and I happen to know my friend Peg, who I met on Inspire.com, has been lighting candles and if you have a spare candle or two hanging around, please feel free to light it and send out a wish, or a prayer or a Wiccan chant to the universe for Ana’s scan to hold absolutely NO surprises (except if they’re good). And…thank you…as always.