It had been a stormy couple of days in Toronto, but as soon as I hung up the phone, I looked out the window and the sun started shining…
The last couple of weeks were hard. I had a follow up MRI done and a few days later Tyler and I were in the waiting room of the Gyne Clinic I have visited so much as a patient a PMH. This was different though…. we were ready to hear good news. My radiation oncologist came in with the results with a puzzled look on his face. There was good news and bad news… good news – the initial tumor in my cervix is gone – my treatment worked. The bad news – something showed up on my scan that they couldn’t quite determine. MRI scans are so sensitive. It could be scar tissue from my various treatment, it could be residual tumor, it could be new cancer. My doc did a physical examination and found no trace of anything, but he couldn’t tell what was showing up on the scan. The next step was for him to talk to the radiologists to figure out the images and to wait and see if they could get me a PET scan so they could have a better look at the area. We were crushed. As great as the good news was, the bad news made me want to lie down in bed and never get up. The thought of possibility of having to go through all that again made my stomach ache. I had my chemo follow up the next day and my doctors could tell I was stressed and helped put my mind at ease a bit. They are so kind. The stress kept me up every night, and weighed on my brain until we got the call last weekend while we were at the cottage that I would be getting the PET scan.
I barely slept Sunday night. Monday morning came quickly and my sister took me back to PMH. For a PET scan you get injected with this radioactive sugar substance and you sit for almost an hour while it travels through your body. Cancer loves sugar so the substance sticks to the cancer cells. Then you drink this solution that helps the substance and any cancer cells light up in the PET scan. I was nervous – afraid I would “light up” but tried to remain positive. I came home and powered through some work, but the PET scan made me feel pretty exhausted. I zonked out pretty early.
It was so dark when I woke up yesterday morning. Good thing I had a lot of work to do, it kept my mind occupied. My phone rang at 4pm… it was my new radiation oncologist fellow. It was a quick call…. The PET scan came back negative and the board believed I had nothing to be concerned about…. I looked out the window and the sun began to shine… I’m officially CANCER FREE!!
We did it. #TEALPOWER won! We fought this horrible thing in my body and we won. And I couldn’t have done it without the support of my family and friends and the kindness of others I’ve met along my journey. There will be another MRI in September to make sure the results are still the same, but for now this smiley girl is extra smiley and so grateful.