It was MRI day today.
A bright and early, first of the day MRI.
So early that my coffee hadn’t kicked in to give me time to really panic or get overly anxious.
While there’s always some anxiety before you get an MRI when you have a brain tumor, especially a GBM, for some reason I wasn’t particularly anxious before this one. I may have been too busy to worry. I may have felt too healthy to worry. I may have had fewer made-up symptoms to make me worry. Last night, as I was putting a load of laundry in, I thought I saw a spider out of the corner of my eye. I looked at the spot where I thought I saw it and there was nothing there. I had a moment of panic – one of the vague things I remember pre-discovery was ‘seeing’ things that weren’t there – mere glimpses out of the corner of my eye. Turns out this particular spider existed…well he did exist, until I squished him (while others in the family are believers in ‘catch & release’ method, I believe in squishing when it comes to spiders.) I sighed in relief, which may be the one and only time I was relieved to see a spider. This spider being real and not just a figment of my imagination provided me with indisputable proof that the tumor had not returned.
So I was not surprised that my MRI showed no changes this morning. The tumor has, in fact, not returned. I passed all of my neurological tests…again. I have at least 3 ideas on how to mess with them the next time I do these tests. Doctors and nurses LOVE it when patients mess with them while testing for signs of trouble in their neurological functions.
Timing of my appointments for the day allowed me to have a free chair massage, eat lunch, and shut my eyes while we waited. A good wireless connection allowed my husband to work with minor interruptions.
There’s nothing I like more than good news.
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