More treatment today. My oncologist thought this would be a good time to sneak a peak inside me, so off to the Medical Factory Outlet for a CT scan. We expect it will show no cancer.
A computerized tomography (CT) scan combines a series of X-ray images taken from different angles and uses computer processing to create cross-sectional images, or slices, of the bones, blood vessels and soft tissues inside your body. CT scan images provide more detailed information than plain X-rays do. – Mayo Clinic
The scan itself took a few minutes. It’s the prep that’s the killer.
Actually, it was forgetful Geoff first. I forgot to bring the doctor’s orders! I offered to say what was written (because no one fakes a reason to have a CT scan), but no. Twenty minutes round trip driving fast.
Because my scan covered chest, abdomen and pelvis I needed two separate “contrast” liquids. One I chugged. Gawd, it’s awful. The other came via IV though my catheter port.
When you’re scheduled for an IV any medical treatment seems a little more significant and bothersome.
I continue to be irrationally fearful of the port. Zero pain going in and a second or so coming out. I’m a baby where the port’s concerned.
Now comes the wait. I don’t see my oncologist for another few weeks. I’ll be writing his medical assistant asking for a preview when it’s in. Who wants to wait for this kind of news?