Waiting game

 

It’s a fact of life right? The older you get the more health issues pop up. Like an old ship, there are creeks and groans that years of west and tear cause. The older you are the more the symphony of these sounds echos through your day-to-day. Check-ups a year ago included blood work. Bloodwork that showed a rise in a certain number. So doc says we will revisit in six months with more lab work. Well, we did and the number was higher.  So now let’s get an MRI. Well, that’s not showing us much, we let it ride six more months and get more lab work. The number is even higher.

We meet, talk options. We can give it six more months and see where we are or we can do a biopsy and find out if there are cancer cells in there. 

Biopsy. Please. 

Unpleasant as it was, the bigger gut check is now the wait. Five days until we meet in person to go over the results. 

Hey, if it’s cancer it’s one that can be easily beaten. But the idea that I’m waiting to find out if I have cancer… well, Thais sucks!  I know there are tens of thousands (likely more) who are also waiting for similar results.  Damn.  There is a great deal of pain out there. Even if this is “C” I’m in better shape than most and it’s treatable so… fingers crossed.