Glenn Rockowitz is a Seattlite, a 4-time cancer survivor, and is starting a weekly cancer column in The Seattle Weekly. His latest article can be read here.
I had a PET scan and CT scan today, which was basically 4 hours of being hungry, drinking nasty barium stuff, and having to be perfectly still. I get these every two months and I think I’m going to have to start taking some Ativan beforehand. They aren’t painful tests, but all that time being perfectly still just makes me want to crawl out of my skin.
After these scans they give me a little card to show security if I try to get on a plane or ferry. Apparently, I’m radioactive enough to set off their detectors. I’m also supposed to stay away from kids and pregnant women. You’d think I’d get to have some superpowers for the day or something, but no such luck.
I’m keeping busy and getting things ready for my birthday party on Saturday. I’m also having my support group over to my house this Wednesday, so I’ll need to think of a good snack to serve. If you have to talk about terminal cancer, you may as well have a few cookies, right?