No New Growth!

I'm exhausted. Monday, I conquered a battery of neuro-tests. Today, I woke at the crack of dawn, was poked and prodded for an IV, finished the MRI, and had the results of the scans. No new growth! Woo hoo!!! During the radiologist oncology appointment the doctor noticed multiple occasions of erratic twitching on the left side of my face. He said that it could be a small seizure. If the twitching doesn't go away in the next 10 days they want me to follow up with a EEG.

After the rad onc meeting, I had just enough time for lunch, and then back to testing for the rest of the day.

The stress of the past few weeks has been hard. I've been doing the old, foot in front of the other trick. Finally, I have 90 days of freedom.

It still hasn't completely sunk in that I'm clean and recovering nicely without any visible tumor growth. I'm going to need to decompress for a while.

My Garden

Focusing on what makes me happy.

 

Nerves

I find myself wondering around the house, going back and forth to the gym, and trying to entertain myself in the garden. I'm nervous, but trying to fight it. I can't even spend much time on the computer because I can't sit still. Nerves.

I guess this is how it's going to be. Every three months I'll go through the same cycle. Elation from a great MRI, feeling my freedom, working out and trying to maintain my health, then as the next MRI begins to loom over me, I'll start into a descent of nerves, battling all the while trying to stay sane. It could be worse, I could have a bad MRI. I feel I have a 50% chance of having a good MRI. I'm not going to be overly optimistic, or pessimistic. I feel like this tumor is like the ocean, you have to give it respect. It has a power of its own.