August 2007 and Kevin is newly diagnosed...the phone started ringing a lot more in our home. Doctor offices who needed more information or had test results, the hospital, the lab; I noticed myself peering at the caller ID before answering and always feeling uneasy if it was another medical call.
The phone rang here this morning and "Clinton Memorial Hospital" popped up on the caller ID.
The old apprehensive feeling hit immediately and I realized the dread of medical phone calls is probably going to continue for a long time. There's this ongoing fear that something has shown up on a scan or an x-ray or a blood test.
Today's caller was one of the volunteers at the cancer center. He wanted to remind us of Kevin's one month check-up later this week.
One month. Three weeks ago, after months of weekly appointements, it seemed like a wonderfully long time of no doctors. Today it's a reminder that we'll be living with the after effects of cancer for a long time.
It doesn't take long to put things into a better perspective. Living with the after effects of cancer isn't such a bad thing.
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