Today, Chris goes for his bi-annual cancer screening.
Today, it's the cat scan.
Today, I told him if he could do this one alone, I'd be able to go with him next Wednesday for the results.
So, he's alone at the oncologists office waiting to have a scan and blood work drawn, and I'm at work. Edgy.
This week marks two years that all of this started.
How long will I feel like I'm going to throw up, while waiting for results? What about him? I can't even imagine.
It'll be a long wait until Wednesday to find out if everything is still okay.
Say a prayer for us/him, would ya?
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