My 2 weeks of medical vacation are drawing to a close. This morning I made all the appointments that needed making and so by August 5th I’ll know if all the cancer is gone. I think I put off this round of appointments as much because I’m terrified of the results as I was in need of a break.
I have to have an MRI this week and then a follow up appointment with my neurosurgeon. I know I’ve told you that it’s the not knowing that’s so frightening but this time it’s the knowing that’s working my anxiety. Even though I know it doesn’t take long and that I’m not allergic to the die and that it doesn’t hurt, etc., etc. I find myself anxious about this MRI. I may break down and take the Xanax that I didn’t take when the doctor prescribed for the first MRI. We’ll see. I say it all the time and then decide I don’t want to take the pill.
I know there are so many so much worse off than me and that there are plenty who need prayers but if you could spare some for me over the next two weeks I’d very much appreciate them. Thank you for stopping by every day, I love you all
With much love and great affection,
~ Carol Anne