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Scan Results!

Ok, my facebook post about my scan today was very cryptic, so let me expand:

Today's PET scan looks EXACTLY like my scan in November. So, my doctor is hesitant to put me on additional chemo without a look from another scan. I'm going in for a Thallium scan tomorrow at 11am. WHOOP, I'm going to be radioactive 2 days in a row! Check me out!

Because the scan hasn't changed, we have two possible outcomes. That area we've been looking at, that looks "abnormal" in its uptake on the PET might actually be tissue that got damaged during my surgery and just will look weird from now on. So it could still actually be "normal" tissue, not cancer. OR, this particular form of chemo has stabilized me but is not going to do any further damage to the tumor. I can try another chemo if I want or I can consider this as close to remission as I'll get.

So, because I was nervous I woke up at 5am this morning and am on the "struggle bus" about keeping motivated at work today. Mantra: "I can do it, I can do it, well DANG, I gotta DO IT already, might as well do it NOW!"

OH, and Jason got a job interview at UofM in Ann Arbor for Monday!! I'm excited for him. It would be a good opportunity if they pay him more. Cross your fingers and do the ODB "hey, hey hey, baby I got your money, don't you worry, I said hey" dance. (Yes, girls from my cheerleading team in highschool, I STILL break out into random song and dance, and this is one of my throw-back favs). Jason is being overworked here in Albany, and I checked UofM's health plans yesterday. If I get a job there and get the premium UofM plan, I get exactly what I get here. I won't follow Jason jobless though, I love him but I'm too independent to be a house honey for ANY man. I like to be the boss. =) Also, I'm not going to leave my aunt and cousins and my doctors without a job and health plan, that's just silly.

SO, these scan results MIGHT mean that I've been in remission for AWHILE. And, Jason is getting some career lovin! One less thing to worry about!

Cross your fingers for me for tomorrow!! And cross 'em twice for Jason!



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