Finally, the news I’ve been waiting for. Are those big (4.5 cm and 5.5 cm) cysts on my ovary the big C — cancer — or just the little c — cysts? The worry started weeks ago, when I had my quarterly CT scan to check for metastasis. Then the oncologist sent me for an ultrasound. Then my ob/gyn didn’t like the looks of the ultrasound results, so he did a blood test. For the last 8 days, I’ve been waiting for results of the Ca-125 and other biomarkers. Today, I got up the nerve to call and ask if my test results were in.
They were. But for the actual results, I’ll let almost-four-year-old Widget tell you, just as he told WhyDaddy today when he came home from work.
“Daddy, guess what? Mommy’s doctor says that she’s not sick anymore!” he said excitedly, waiting just a moment before he finished his story with his most exciting conclusion,
“Now I can jump on her.”
Um, yeah. That about sums it up. Climbing, jumping, having fun … life here on Toddler Planet. For now, it’s life without cancer, and I am very grateful.