Phase III postponed
Another roadblock. %@*&^. Double *&%#@.
The CT scan I had January 19 showed 3 spots on my liver, so my doctor ordered an MRI, which I had on Sunday. Two of those spots are nothing, they’re just spots. The third one is a troublemaker; we just don’t know what kind yet. To figure it out, a PET scan is in order. Well, my insurance company requires a 48-hour pre-approval period before allowing a PET scan. In 48 hours, I have surgery scheduled. My surgeon won’t perform the surgery without the PET scan because he wants to know two things: 1) if the spot is harmless, or 2) if it’s the cancer metastasizing into my liver. If it’s the former, we have no problem at all. If it’s the latter, then surgery is not our first option anyway. And so, since we don’t have 48 hours before surgery for the PET scan, the surgery has been cancelled. The PET scan is now scheduled for Friday morning. What we do next depends on what the scan shows. Once again, it’s a “wait and see” situation, the kind that frustrates and aggravates me the most.
Am I anxious? You bet. I'm annoyed that I was ready for this surgery and now we have to stop it. This is the 2nd time we've NOT done the surgery. (Check July 28 blog entry.) For good reason, I have to say, but still, I was emotionally ready for this, and now I have to re-group and wait. ^%#*&.
I am also very grateful to have a surgeon who is willing to check and double check when he’s suspicious of a situation. He’s been right on target every time, and as annoyed as I am to have yet another IV test, I’m glad that he doesn’t want to operate unnecessarily.
So, no surgery on Thursday, and PET scan on Friday, and men in the white coats on Saturday with a special coat for me….
At this point, I’m much calmer than I was earlier. This morning I was ready to seriously hurt people, whereas now I just want to poke them with a stick. Repeatedly.
Stay tuned.