One of these things is not like the other, huh? Well, I got a little early present from the holiday gods: a clear MRI!
Most of the reason for my near-radio silence the past few months is that I’ve been dealing with lots of back-and-forthing to the doctors and ultrasounds and CT scans and blood work and blah blah blah disease fishcakes. After some odd bloodwork in July, getting dicked around by a Huge Health Conglomerate Who Shall Remain Nameless, an ultrasound in October showed iffy spots on my liver that needed to be checked out. But lo (and behold!) they’re apparently only hemangiomas (don’t ask me to pronounce that please) and benign and therefore harmless and all the sleep I’ve lost and worry and generalized anxiety was for naught.
Some of you know that I had surgery and treatment for thyroid cancer in ’06. It’s a weird disease because thyroid cancer (unless it has spread) isn’t treated with traditional radiation and chemo, it’s treated with surgery and radioactive iodine. And I did all that. And I did follow-up tests this year in September that showed I’m clear so that’s good news as well. Thyroid cancer itself is rare (like 2% of all cancers), the type I had is even more rare (like 20% of thyroid cancers), and it’s very survivable. So, I should be done right, and feeling A-OK?
But here’s the thing, and if you’ve ever been diagnosed with cancer you know how this feels, once you’ve had it, the thought of it never really goes away. Continue reading