Remember that Christmas song, "Do You Hear What I Hear?" In my head I keep singing this line from it: "Pray for peace, people everywhere..."
I know that it's not Christmas. (Yay - I know the correct date - at least that neuro test passed!) Instead, it's MRI Eve. A time to pray for peace...and hopefully another accurate and reassuring scan.
We are coming up on nearly six months since my diagnosis of a cancer that has a 12-14 month statistical prognosis. The likelihood of tumor recurrence within the first 6-9 months is high. One news article once gave me the willies by talking about how "most" GBM patients see the first signs of a fatal recurrence within the first nine months. I have an uneasy feeling but strive to remain hopeful. After all, based on the way I can breeze through any neuro test (100...93...86...79...72...65...58...51...) and easily navigate a bike through my neighborhood, I would appear to be okay. So I hope that the MRI will agree.
There have been other nervous times before, and I was carried through those times on the faith and prayers of good family and friends. I look forward to that help again, for I know that many are praying (and some are even fasting) for me. Every one helps, and every one is appreciated.