The apointments come rolling in

Today started off with a call from the Cancer Institute, informing me that they had made a couple of appointments for me.  First up, an MRI at 7.30am, followed by a PET scan at 8.30am.  The PET scan is a 3D imaging scan, so they can see exactly how the tumour is sitting inside of me, and work out the best pathway to zap the bugger.  This scan also involves me being shot up with radioactive sugar, so I get to be isolated for the 2 hours that it will take to do the scan. No support person, no phone, no ipad, no books, just me and my thoughts. Are they nuts??? Me and my thoughts, alone in a room - never a good combination.....

Then the kicker - I have to be fasting for the MRI from midnight, but I need to come to the appointment well hydrated.  What do they expect me to do? Give myself IV fluids all night?  HAHAHAHAHAHA

So now I have to head to the city a day earlier than expected.  But am pleased everything is falling into place and things are starting to happen now.  I then had a phone call from the cancer navigator - she gets told of my appointments and gets a copy of any consults too, so she called to see if I had any questions or worries.  She feels certain that they will start the treatment plan straight away - either the Friday or following Monday - it's just a matter of me agreeing to whichever treatment plan they decide upon.  I guess I'll know for sure after my appointment next week!

All in all, its been a good day. I'm feeling more positive today knowing that I'm getting closer to having more answers.  I did have a brief "moment" when I was in the bathroom, tidying up my eyebrows.  As I'm plucking away, I couldn't help but wonder if it was even worth keeping them tidy. And then, as I spotted a grey hair sprouted amongst the blondes, I was reaching up to tug it out, and thought "what the hell is wrong with me?"  I'm paranoid about losing my hair, and yet I stand in front of the mirror plucking out all the 'unworthy' ones.  How sadastic am I?  :)