My oncologist called back yesterday regarding my PET scan results. Evidently, the effects of the radiation therapy are so pronounced it’s hard to see whether the tumor is gone, or just obscured by “infiltrate” (I believe that can mean scar tissue or areas of atelectasis; collapse of lung tissue). She’ll consult with a radiologist prior to meeting with me next Thursday and, hopefully, the news will be good.
It’s a rather gloomy Friday, and I’m struggling to not let the so-far ambiguous scan results, the events of an emotionally rough work week and the effects of insomnia keep me down. My wife alerted me that overnight drizzle had left gorgeous droplets on leaves and flowers in our yard. Once I got behind the lens, emotional gloom blurred into obscurity and another beautiful day leapt into focus. Here are some shots of those things we’re advised to stop and smell, even on the worst of days.