A friend on Facebook asked how people felt living their lives in 3 month increment. I know I’ve talked about this a little but it really got me thinking.
What is 3 months?
Three packages of Tagrisso in the mail…
12 weeks
90 days
Approximately 2190 hours
Approximately 131400 minutes
I can’t tell you how many times i have counted down the hours or days until the weekend. And sometimes i still do. How many times I have taken the days for granted. And sometimes I still do.
But knowing every three months I have to schedule an mri and pet scan and then wait for the results and wait for a call or an appointment from my doctor. Knowing that it’s in my best interest to not play Dr while I wait for the results. It’s heartbreaking.
I’m still at the point in my diagnosis that I am scared to plan anything too far out. Although I did get an incredible surprise from another friend for August. I am so incredibly grateful and can not wait!!!
April starts a busy month for us. Both boys are playing baseball-Trent on 2 leagues. Its school vacation, we had wanted to go down and visit my nephews but the reality is it’s a long drive with baseball on either end. I have three scans. We have a visitor coming for a quick weekend trip (shh don’t tell the boys-it’s a surprise)! Four doctors appointments (if you count the dentist 🤮). And my work calendar is filled with activities.
dont get me wrong im not complaining. Busy days keep my mind off things. Busy days go by fast. It’s makes waiting for the scans easier.
Three months goes by fast when you are waiting for your next scan-well up until the week before and then it drags until you get the results. One day I won’t live my life in three month intervals. One day I’ll forget about my scans and not worry about them. I won’t be afraid to make long term plans or to think the kids will be in this stage in three months how will I navigate having additional treatment and baseball or summer. One day I won’t count my life in scans and doctors appointments!
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