Just thinking today about this blogging thing. I did not give it much thought before I did it - only that it could provide information to a lot of people easily (and that I could put up that picture of me rowing a raft, which I really can't do but which looks cute anyway). I did not consider that there would be ups and downs, that it could get intense, raw even.

Which leads me to today. I thought treatment protocols were set, and that my own treatment would follow a certain path. It occured to me today that this is not the case. I am learning that each person's illness is different, and that physicians make judgment calls, much like in other professions. That this is as much art as it is science.

So, I wait. For results of more tests, input from a medical oncologist. It is so much easier to be doing something. Waiting is so hard.

Still, I feel all the love and support, I trust the professionals, and I know I can do this.

Tomorrow is another test and another day.