Just got a call from my dr. I'm not going to lie, my stomach was in knots when I saw the number on the caller ID. The last time my dr called an hour after my CT scan, it wasn't good news. Thankfully, this time that wasn't the case. No tumors in my stomach! The scan came back clear, thank goodness! As a sidenote, I just have to say the gallon of yellow stuff they made me drink before the scan was atrocious. I almost threw up three times, and had stomach issues after (if you know what I mean.) I kept thinking "I've had three c-sections and yet I'm acting wussy because of this nasty drink?! What's wrong with me?!!" Anyway, we are all ready to party tonight, celebrating only one tumor in me and not more! So happy and relieved!
Tomorrow I head back to the hospital at 8:30am for some breathing tests. The surgeon wants to know exactly how much lung functionality I have now. This information will help him know what to expect of my lung function after the surgery. Once I'm done with the breathing tests I'm supposed to stay at the hospital overnight, but I was told they might let me come home. Crossing my fingers. I know I would sleep much better the night before the surgery if I was in my own bed. Then Wednesday is the big day. One perk to going on Wednesday... I get one more day to workout! (yes, I know I'm obsessed.) :)
I really hated that drink... can you tell?!
Cub camp. Potentially my last :(
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