Monday is my next CT scan at 11:00 in the AM which means that I shall have a very early breakfast because I can't eat X number of hours before. Fortunately it is not a PET scan which is dependent on glucose uptake and has more stringent fasting requirements.
I see my oncologist at 2:00 so I will know the results which I expect to be clear. I am an optimist and damn foolish too.
I will have to schedule surgery at the main hospital to remove my port. On the one hand I shall be relieved to have it gone, but in some ways it has been my umbrella on a stormy day. Like so many folks I believe that if I take an umbrella with me on a stormy day, the rain will hold off.
I know that this is a specific kind of fallacy, but I can not remember what fallacy. More likely I never knew it's name.
Having the port removed is as psychologically jarring as having it put in. But it does have to be flushed once every month, so it requires me to take repeated trips back to the hospital. When I would rather be sleeping.
I shall simply have to get over it and get on with life.
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