Waiting on Monday

I filed away a CD in my briefcase this morning. It is from the PET scan I had today. My oncologist will translate the results on Monday, and I should know then whether the cancer is isolated in my right lung or has spread to other organs. It's a good thing I have an iMac instead of a PC with Windows. Otherwise, I'm sure I'd be looking at the scanned images and probably just scaring myself. It seems I often enter the weekend with a cliffhanger that won't get solved until the next week. ...
My alarm clock went off at 5:30 this morning. I had a long drive in unfamiliar territory to get to the imaging center that performed the PET scan. Another IV. Such joy. I was shot up with a glucose-based radiopharmaceutical and sent to a "quite room" for an hour while it traveled through my body. The scan took about 25 minutes. I briefly fell asleep at one point, waking myself with a half snore. ...
My radiation treatment was a snap. Today was the first time I didn't have to pay to park. Daily radiation patients get 45 minutes free parking. I made it out in about 20 minutes today. Hey, I'll take whatever good news I can get. I saved $3! ...
I have a postponed Christmas party with my wife's side of the family tomorrow. It should be fun. We all have agreed that my cancer won't be main topic of conversation. So, what's the benefit in having a disease if you can't be the center of attention?