Author: Justin Anderson
Breathe In, Breathe Out
Today I can only muster up just enough courage to breathe in, breathe out. Today I only have the confidence to take one more step and live one more day at a time, even in this mess. Maybe that’s all I need.
Making Plans
I’ve been trying to prepare myself for the bad news I was anticipating at this week’s MRI. Here’s a few things I jotted down, just in case…
The Scan
I’m so tired of living scan to scan, treatment to treatment. When we found ourselves back in the MRI waiting room at Mayo Clinic on Wednesday, I turned to Alicia and said “Should we just get the hell out of here?
Where I’m From
Last year, NPR asked readers to submit their own version of George Ella Lyon’s Where I’m From poem. I wanted to contribute, but I never finished my take in time. It’s done now, and I think it belongs here.
All in My Head
I had an MRI scan on my brain on June 17th. Everything looked great! No changes since the last scan. I finally mustered up the courage to ask Dr. R what I could expect as far as recurrence and lifespan. It’s something I’ve been avoiding asking the doctors for a few reasons.
Quarantine
Last week Alicia and I packed our hand sanitizer and face masks and headed to Rochester.
Cease-Fire
Great news today at the doctor’s office.
Celebrate
As it usually goes in my life, I got myself all worked up for nothing.
On The Road Again
Three MRI scans since my last post and I’m still doing great. No sign of any new cancer growth. The summer has been flying by and we’ve been keeping very busy. Things are beginning to feel normal again