Today is my regular 12-week check-up with my oncologist at Vanderbilt. As usual, I've been able to push it to the furthest part of my brain until the last 24 hours or so. I tend to get pretty twitchy by the day of the actual appointment. Twitchy enough that I went ahead and called my primary care doctor and asked for a refill of my anti-anxiety meds. I haven't used them in about 5 months, but decided there was no shame in having them on hand for this week.
After my last appointment in January and initial good news regarding my scan, we received some fairly devastating test results from Dr. C, and I am almost more nervous to hear further details about that from her (she is not exactly Ms. Positivity) than I am for the regular exam and CA125 bloodwork.
My appointment isn't until this afternoon so I'm sure there will be no CA125 results until tomorrow or late tonight. I've stock-piled reality TV and light-hearted podcasts for mindless distraction. As always, I will update as soon as I hear something.