I was told that the radiologist would read my PET scan, yesterday, but more than likely, those test results would not appear on my portal until Monday.
Though we’d not expected to arrive home from yesterday’s 2:45pm appointment at Mayo until 6:00, everything leading up to my 30 minute PET scan moved so smoothly that we’d pulled into our driveway by 5pm, and upon walking into our house, my first thought was—breakfast!—being that I’d just experienced a day of fasting NBM except for water.
Boy oh boy! Did that mouth-watering, moist slice of pumpkin bread, heated, of course, taste great going down!
At 6:45 I’d indulged in a Margarita (already mixed—after two years of quarantining, I am easily pleased).
At 7pm DoorDash delivered delicious steaks—fillet for Will—ribeye for me—mashed potatoes (Will) baked potato with all the fixings (me) creamed spinach and cheese melting over steamed broccoli—comfort food—yum!
If I’ve learned anything, over recent years it’s this:
Nothin’ wrong with celebrating yourself as you would your best friend! So whether we receive results before my back-to-back doctors appointments (scheduled for this coming Monday) or not—Will and I chose to hope for the best while celebrating each other and ourselves, beginning with our scrumptious self-indulgent dinner, last night!
🙋🏻♀️Annie
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