Well, tomorrow's scan day. Mostly this just means I have to dodge out of work for two hours to go sit at the SCCA, spend an hour slowly sucking down contrast agent, hope they can get my port to work, sit in the scanner for the three minutes it takes to perform the scan, and then sit in the waiting from for another half an hour or so while they make sure that I haven't suddenly developed an allergy to the contrast agent despite the fact that this will be the seventh or eight time they've given it to me.
The adventure won't start until Tuesday when I find out what the scan revealed.
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