A quick update to share that I arrived back home on Monday. Saying goodbye doesn't get any easier. Especially this time....leaving behind so much beauty (not to mention my 🧡) and flying back to such heavy duty challenges....including a sky full of so much smoke we couldn't see the ground until we were just about ready to land.
I emailed the doctor begging to hear more before the weekend and just received this response from his assistant: "The news is good, you've had a great response to treatment. The Dr. will discuss it in more detail on Monday." I'm so relieved to hear this but still would feel much better talking about it and knowing more definitively the answers to all my questions. Mainly: IS IT ALL GONE?! This is the answer I've been wanting to hear and was hoping to celebrate today.
I should probably be feeling happier that her message was positive. I know it could've been much worse, so it does help. But, I'm extremely frustrated by a system that would set things up this way. I've had the PETscan scheduled for so long. Why aren't the follow up appointments scheduled along side them? Aghhh. Just sharing while it's all very raw. The emotional rollercoaster of this ride cannot be overstated!
Believe me, I will be repeating the words in that email to myself for the next four days until I talk to my doctor: the news is good, the news is good, the news is good.
More to follow on Monday.
Thanks for your continued love, prayers, and support!
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