Head is still full of thoughts, what will be. I have my CT scan on Thursday morning. That's always fun, drinking the lovely prep drink, which looks (and tastes) like wee. Not sure how I know what wee tastes like, Im not onto that alternate therapy just yet, but anyway, it does. Then I will ring my onco Josie on Friday to get the results. These I reckon are the 2 most important days of my life so far. The results will give an indication of to the effectiveness of the current chemo. I am hopeful, I am pumped, I am ready, I think. The cancer markers have been giving me an indication so I reckon that will be reflected in the result.
The result might be
- The cancer is reducing,
- We think the cancer is reducing but need some more tests after a few more cycles,
- The cancer is still growing, or
- The cancer is still growing but at a reduced rate.
I took my normal Sunday night trip down to my local pharmacy tonite to renew my pain meds script. After a previous run in with a pharmacist at Turramurra I now go to my local pharmacist, Mark at McDonalds Pharmacy at St Ives. He is great, I look forward to our Sunday evening 5 min chat. He looks after me. On the way home on the ipod in the car I was listening through the Chris Isaac collection of songs. Love Chris Isaac. One of my faves is the song I wonder, and I started listening to the words, or singing the words, well the ones that I know at least.
When I was younger, I believed that dreams came true, now I wonder.
Cause I've seen much more dark skies, than blue, now I wonder.
I keep on praying for a blue sky, I keep on searching through the rain.
I keep on thinking of the good times, will they ever come again?
Now I wonder.
And I do wonder, wonder if things will ever be the same, or somewhere at least in the vicinity. Look up the song, its a lovely song, and as usual I have never really thought of the words but as you all know I am now thinking way too much about stuff. But I do wonder, really do.
I am wondering about the results on Friday, I am hopeful, not quite confident, but hopeful. But whatever happens this week, I will go to sleep, eat, and keep on keeping on, because tomorrow is always another day.
Love.
Trev.
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