Thank you all so much for your generous donations to my Relay for Life campaign - you raised $1700 for the American Cancer Society. In keeping with strict tradition, it rained a bit on Friday night, but not enough to dampen the spirits of the participants. A good time was had by all. I learned that chemotherapy drugs do not work well as performance enhancing drugs, even with the steroids from last Thursday's treatment. I did manage to get around the track enough times to get five miles in before my feet said "enough". The link below has more pictures:http://s195.photobucket.com/albums/z85/haydnprong/Relay%20for%20Life%202007/
I finally got to discuss my last PET scan in some detail with my oncologist on Thursday. I had some concerns about the radiologist's report that I wanted to clear up. It's amazing what your mind is capable of conjuring up when you don't really have all of the information. It's hard not to have the negative slip in when in doubt. I had a couple of weeks to mull over the language in the report and really did wonder if I had a few more things to worry about. It wasn't a conscious worry that constantly occupied my thoughts, but a little nagging thought that kept popping up that just said "What if....". And what I read in the report sounded like it had everything to do with cancer - isn't that why I was getting the scan in the first place? Of course, the "What if..." turned out to be absolutely nothing to worry about, and the radiologist was simply doing his job and noting everything he saw, whether it had anything to do with cancer or not. I let the negative slip in and allowed it to fill my brain with doubts for a few weeks. With that in mind, my marker number from last Thursday was 8, virtually unchanged for the past two measurements. My oncologist says "don't worry"... I'll do my best and listen to him.
