|Navy Bean to the Rescue|
I have my CT scan - the one that determines if my liver tumors have shrunk, on August 8th.
I see my oncologist to find out the news on the 17th.
Which is exactly two years to the date I was originally diagnosed with cancer.
I don't know what that means. Is it a sign? I mean, would it be if I believed in signs?
I was scheduled to have the CT tomorrow, until I realized that date still left several weeks until my doctor's appointment. I'd be missing chemo treatments that would keep whatever shrinkage I hope is going on - going on. So, I rescheduled. The more chemo, the better because right now, I'm assuming those good American Navy Beans are blasting those evil fascist cancer cells to kingdom come.
My rescheduling added one extra round of Navelbine before CT-day.
My nerves will be wracked until then.