So far, so good. Jessie seems to be doing well. We made it through the weekend - which I admit, worried me, in part because if there were a problem our vet's office would be closed except Saturday morning, and we'd have been forced to go to an "emergency" vet office. Instead, Jessie's doing okay. She eating. She jumped up on the bed and couch on her own, again, 2 of her favorite "reclining" places. She's gone for walks, including some around the block. She seems somewhat subdued, but not in pain, not suffering, and generally okay. She tracked a cat which hid under a car in our parking log, and went to it and thrust her nose threateningly towards it. David said today she growled at the postman when he delivered the mail, her usual MO. Thanks to all who've sent kind messages, called, etc. Keep Jessie please in your thoughts and even prayers.
Meanwhile, I realized that I haven't had a chance to begin freaking out over the fact that 2 weeks plus a day or two is my next CT scan, followed in a few days by a visit to Dr. R for results. I admit, I am nervous. No particular reason except that I am. I guess that will continue - God willing - for the coming many months/several years. I wonder if you ever really put all anxiety about a recurrence behind you. Probably not, but perhaps the fear and anxiety are dampened with time. At any rate, I am going to assume I'm going to be okay (or try to) and focus on Jessie.
David and I went out to do some browsing at Barnes and Noble yesterday and I ran into Nurse E, my oncology nurse. It was good to see her in that context. We talked Jewish holiday experiences.
Peace. Peace. Near and far.
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