I have had a wonderful three-day reprieve from my impending medical issues. I decided to sit in the back seat, so to speak, while others organized the weekend for me. Ian is my general manager, and my brother is my offensive coordinator (so if you call, he might answer). Lots of friends and family have stopped by for hugs, which is awesome. For the record, no you are not bothering me, and yes it helps that you are here/calling/writing/posting.
I was talking to my friend Kendal today about all of the testing and analysis that is going to resume tomorrow. She was annunciating her incredulity at my cancer and said something to the effect of, any chance they'll take it back? Maybe say woops, my bad, it's not cancer after all? Man, I wish that would happen. I'd be a bit embarrassed for assembling all of you, but I imagine that that would be easier to cure than cancer.
PET scan tomorrow!