So my mom is feeling pretty good. She has been off work, while letting the glow fade and she has been taking care of business and resting. She head back to work on Monday and is planning to take it slow and maybe work a few 6 hour days to get back into the swing of things.
This past week she and I have cleaned some at her place, run some errands and had some meetings.
On Thrusday as we drove to L's school, for lunch, in the school cafeteria, I asked Mom if she had heard from the "Grand Pooh-bah!" and she said she had not! Which just stymied me. They pumped her full of arguable poisonous amounts of a dangerous radioactive substance and then send her home and NO ONE calls? I mean really!
So as we pull into the drive thru to get her a hamburger and L some chicken nuggets - her cell goes off.
Who is it you ask? The Pope? No he was sleeping is my guess... No it is the Grand Pooh-bah! One of the only thyroid cancer specialist in the US - is calling my Mom's cell personally! Woot!
And the icing on the cake? He had good news. There was significant uptake on the scan - so the low/no idoine diet that we worked so hard on - worked. Her body was depleted enough of iodine that those pesky tumors sucked up the Radioactive Iodine with a straw! Awesome.
She has to have another CAT scan in a month and then she sees the Grand Pooh-Bah in May!
It was good news. We are lucky to live in a city with a wonderful cancer center and as a Team - my mom, H, my bro and I are banding together to kick Cancer in the butt! One day at a time, one challenge at a time, and one step at a time!