When In Doubt, Scan

It's been three months -- not to mention three rounds of Xeloda and an unaccounted for an infusion -- so it's time again for a CAT scan. This will be my first can at the SCCA, so that should make it interesting. If I had to guess, I would suspect that the primary difference will be that I won't get the results tomorrow, but will instead have to wait for my appointment with the oncologist next week. Beyond that, how much variance can there be in how one's routed through a scanner?

That said, I have to say that my state of being over the past few weeks makes me think there may be another difference between this scan and the previous ones: the results of this one may be less positive than the results of the last. I'll happily be proven wrong, but it's hard not to think that the blood and the pain and other weirdness that emerged this past quarter isn't a sign of something bad.

But it could just be that I'm a bleeder with a bad back. I guess we'll find out tomorrow.