The A to Z Blogging Challenge calendar looks like this:
But in my mind’s eye, until this evening, the calendar looked like this:
If I’d paid attention, I’d have noticed I was supposed to post yesterday, a Saturday, instead of taking the day off.
If I’d paid close attention, and counted, I’d have seen that my April calendar provides for only 22 letters, four fewer than the official calendar assigns spaces to, and also four fewer than are found in the alphabet. I was embarked on an A to V Challenge.
When I realized I’d gone wrong, I considered dropping out. After all, I’ve breached the rules, failed to post as required.
But it’s a glitch, not a transgression, and a blog challenge isn’t a life-and-death matter. So I proceed.
Two weeks ago, my radiation oncologist used the word remission.
Nothing has changed. My most recent CT scans show the same results as those done in December 2016, three months after I completed radiation treatments. The bone scan, my first, was also clear.
The oncologist, although he’s now smiling as if he means it, continues to be conservative. Stable is the word he uses. “As long as you’re stable…”
The radiation oncologist has always been more upbeat, possibly because she isn’t in charge of my case, possibly because she has a cheerful nature. A year ago, she was calling my scans awesome. I liked that word.
Remission, though, has a certain ring to it–a medical ring.
For two years, I’ve been living from scan to scan, and that won’t change either. The challenge continues: to live with past, present, future all at once; to wrap my mind around the contradiction–I have cancer, I had cancer, I . . . what?
The next CT is scheduled for early June. Scan to scan.
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