Pet Scans

It seems to me that whenever I am going to have a busy day that starts early, I don’t sleep well. I think the cats woke me several times in the night and then about 5 or 5:30 a.m. Luke sat above my head and poked, poked, poked me. I tried to cover my head with the blankets or to push him away, but he insistently kept poking as if he was doing some weird Cat Scan. My alarm was set to go off at 6:30 a.m., so I finally just sighed and got up. A little later I realized that the cats’ food dish was empty and that was why Luke was poking me. He’s a pretty smart cat.

We had to be at the hospital this morning at 9:15 for JJ’s PET Scan. We were told the scan would take two hours, so EJ and I went to the cafeteria for coffee and then sat at some tables in the lobby for a while. We talked and people watched. At one point, EJ saw me smile so he turned around to see why. When he saw the hospital employee with a hose connected to a backpack contraption, he said, “You are thinking about Ghostbusters!” I like that we can share humorous things almost with telepathy. After a bit we returned to the waiting room and we were told that JJ would be done in about 30 minutes–so we went back to the cafeteria for lunch. By the time we went back to the waiting room, JJ’s test was done so we all went home.

Now we wait for the results of the scan. I think waiting is really, really hard. We have been talking a lot about the possibility of JJ having cancer again. That would totally, totally suck.