The hospital called back and offered to do the CT scan. the were in touch with the doctor. Back to the hospital. Shoveled large amounts of money across the table – and waited. And waited.
Then, needle in the arm – a big thumping noise machine with me sliding back in and out – more thumping, weird sensations of the dye (did I pee my pants? no, it just feels that way.) Really nice technicians and nurses. We were meeting the doctor for the results at 4 p.m. – so instead of going home again, we hung out at the mall. Yes, Janice inside a mall. So much has changed – I rushed to the Body Shop for some patchouli – they don’t sell it anymore…Geesh. It was surreal sitting and watching people walk by and my mind is whirling – I have cancer. I didn’t even go to Godiva’s for a sample – probably not allowed anymore.
We went over the doctor’s office. He saw us and had the CT scan results. No other tumors or spots on other organs – looks like the surgery is a go on August 9th. Now for some chocolate ice cream. At least now we know the radical approach has a good chance of working.