Yesterday morning I went for my nine month scan. I won't have any results until February 15th, when I meet with my oncologist. I didn't feel as confident as I usually do, which is worrisome. My mom had a CT at the exact same time as mine, which all the staff thought was amazing. We decided we would have rather gone to the spa.
As far as CT scans go, this one was pleasant enough. There was a new flavor of barium- mochaccino smoothie, which is very misleading, but slightly more tolerable than berry or banana. My IV was inserted on the first try, and the scan itself was over in a matter of minutes. Now I just wait for the news...
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This is the story of my battle with Ewing's Sarcoma. At the time that these events unfolded,I was too ill to write anything. In July of 2009, I celebrated the end of my treatments with my friends and family, and wanted to compose something so that they could see the last year through my eyes. This is what happened, to the best of my memory, aided by the many posts on the wall of my facebook group- "I Will Pray for Angie Emond"
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