On the morrow in the morning, I go to have a CT Scan performed on my neck and mouth. The BOT cancer which afflicted me last year is presumed gone, and we were told that this was a mandatory precaution, but I don’t know. I’ll never know that I am 100% without it. The recovery of late has seemed slow, as it has been since my last treatment in late November, and I still have weight to gain.

The doctors tell me nothing.

But it will soon be my nine-month anniversary, and I should know the scan results by then. (I’d like to think they’d tell me if the tumor has recurred, but one never knows. It always feels like there’s so much they never would tell me.)

If you’ve been diagnosed with cancer at the base of the tongue and have googled this, the treatment story is in the News from the World of Medicine category, along with some about the long recovery. This is not a walk in the park, and there are times you’d sooner be doing something else, living as you had before, but it can be cured and the cure will not kill you. You simply must go through the cure, and it will probably be aggressive if your tumor is staged like mine was (4, though the doctors were never were clear). Don’t think about why me, don’t wish that things could be different, just do it. And pray. Divine mercy is important. There will be plenty of time for instrospection later, if you’re into that sort of thing.

Say a prayer for me, while you’re at it. Tomorrow’s the scan — my 6 month scan at 9 months, as my 1 month scan was at 3. Whatever. :)