CT Scan Day

I arrived at Providence Hospital Imagery Department at 7:20 am, was checked in, was given my special "milk shake", then walked around the hospital perimeter a couple times and then over to and around the local mall. Dr. Malviya likes me to walk for 90 minutes (instead of sitting for someone else's sixty), the better to move the contrast through my system.

Then onto the table I climbed, with my feet pointed toward that big doughnut (Multi-grain Cherrio?)-shaped machine. After two more contrasts (rectal and IV) and the pictures, I was on my way.

A day in the life....

Someone recently commented that he thought I was done with the medical thing.
That may be a logical thought.
(Or at least hopeful.)
But no. I am not done with the medical thing.
How do I explain my experience?
And how do I understand it myself?

The hysterectomy and the washing out of my abdomen and then the nine rounds of chemotherapy were supposed to remove and kill all the cancer cells they could find.

But it is Stage IIIA , which means some loose cells were found beyond the original site.... And it is a rare kind called uterine papillary serous cancer, which means it is sneaky. It tends to come back.

So no, I guess I can't say that I am out of the woods. I live in the woods. And yet, as far as I know, and hopefully, today's CT scan will not change that, the woods are not currently on fire.

And as long as I'm here....I'm going camping!