I finally got an appointment for the PET-CT scan, which is today, so right now I’m ‘relaxing’ on a bed/couch thing while the radioactive stuff makes its way around my system. Half an hour or so of scan then home again, avoiding all pregnant women and small children for eight hours, just in case they turn into Spiderman or something.
And then, in a few days, we’ll find out whether this spot on the liver is cancerous or not, and whether life is going to get slightly more complicated or a lot more. If it is, it’s a bigger operation and chemo for sure, but if it’s not, they just whip out a foot of bowel and its gone, we hope. There may still be a bit of chemo, but we don’t know for sure yet. At least in a few days we’ll know one of the many unknowns of this whole process. People often say the not knowing is almost the worst part, and they’re right. ‘Fortunately’, I’ve had enough to occupy me, what with Julie’s cancer, work, parents, home and everything, so haven’t really had too much time to think about it.
More when I know it!