This past week I had four MRIs; brain, chest, breast and cervical spine. MRIs are no big deal, just noisy, and I suppose if you were claustrophobic it would be awful. Tomorrow I meet with the surgical oncologist for the second time, to go over all of these many tests I've undertaken. Then I believe we will be able to chart a course of action. I hope so. I'm so sick of waiting. I just want to get going on this, to get rid of the cancer.
I am concerned that they want to do yet another ultrasound and perhaps another biopsy on Tuesday. I have to tell myself it's just to be cautious, but nonetheless it freaks me out.
My strongest emotion right now is fear. Fear of the unknown, fear of treatment, fear of getting rid of it and then having it come back. These are all valid fears they tell me in the books I've been reading.
I also fear being a bald, tired old freak. God knows I try to take care of myself. I'll follow up here once I know the plan.
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