I am mildly excited about scan day today.
Finally, science will either verify or refute my gut-level opinion that this chemo is shrinking the tumors.
Why am I so sure it's working? Before the chemo started, I was in pain. Before the second dose, that pain was gone. How can I help but think that the chemo is working?
However, I am only mildly excited (not wildly excited) because I just don't want to get my hopes up too high, in case of disappointment. I don't want to set myself up to fall off the Cliff of Despair because then I would just have to climb back up that rocky cliff face and pull myself back up onto the Plateau of Cheerful Determination, which is surrounded by the Mountains of Contentment.
So I am saving my wild excitement and my happy dance for after the results.
CT Scan is scheduled for 2:30PM today.
Results are scheduled for 9:30AM tomorrow.
I'll probably go for Chemo Weekend Four on Wednesday, Thursday, and Friday of this week. Meredyth said she would visit me on Thursday, and I have movies and books to entertain me.