And the waiting

The brain MRI on Monday confirmed that there’s a spot back in the cavity where the surgery took place. It’s a tiny spot — but a spot nonetheless.

So, now I wait.

I wait for a PET scan on May 7 to rule out any spots elsewhere.
If there are spots anywhere else, I’ll go back on immunotherapy.
If the brain spot is the only spot, I’ll do spot radiation.

Intellectually, I knew going back on treatment was the most probable outcome.
But I had hoped to be the exception of exceptions.

This time, I’m not.

I’m grateful that my medical team knows what they’re doing — and how to manage this diagnosis.
I’m grateful the findings didn’t mean I had to cancel my plans to visit my friend Emily in New Orleans. (I’m writing this on her couch right now.)

I’m scared and tired.
And I’m here.

The headdress/crown that my friend made for me wear for Easter festivities here in the Big Easy.