Good(?) News Travels Fast

So based on my experience so far, I totally expected to have to wait until next week's oncology appointment to get the results of my scan. But apparently oncologists are far more eager to share good news (and can you blame them?) than bad, as towards the end of the day I got a notice that a message had been uploaded to my medical record. 

Didn't figure it could be anything other than my scan results, and it wasn't.  My oncologist gave me the rundown on the results which were as follows:

1. No new tumors in my liver, and the tumors that were there were smaller than they were in the prior scans.

2. The weird zone in my liver that might be cancer or might be fluid was unchanged.

3. The lymph nodes that had Oncologist #2 concerned appeared to be back to normal.

4. The spots in my lung that I wasn't supposed to be concerned about were now gone (which makes me wonder if I shouldn't have been concerned about them).

In short, all good news. 

Sort of.

When I emailed my siblings the details on the results, I got what would probably be the expected responses: "Amazing!" "Wow!" Of course, my response wasn't amazing or wow, it was "Crap, now I've got to go through eight more cycles of chemo." 

I suppose I shouldn't be too surprised that people frequently think I have a bad attitude.