When my phone rang Thursday morning at work and I saw that it was Vanderbilt calling, my heart might have skipped a beat or two. Because as hard as a I might work at not worrying, an unexpected phone call from your oncologist less than 24 hours after a CT scan is a bit unnerving.
But it was only Bonnie, the nurse, calling to let me know that my CT scan showed no change and that they would see me next week. Barring some strange turn in my bloodwork next week, I think this means life will continue on as normal.
The news called for a $3.99 bouquet of flowers from Trader Joe's along with cookie butter ice cream. It was a big night. Brian was asleep by 8:30 and since I kept falling asleep over my book, I turned off the lights at 9:00.