\I told you I would keep you updated, and I'm nothing if not dependable. And guess what. I told you so. Everything came back really good. As always, though, this is about living beyond cancer. Here's today's lesson. Don't read your test results.
When I first began this journey into the big C, I thought that being able to access my reports 24/7 was a godsend, but now, it is just an added stressor. When your doctor says, "Everything is fine," believe him and move forward. Do you know why? Because our bodies are mortal, and there is always something wrong with them. They break down, they age, they get little bumps, but that doesn't mean that you are not healthy and that you are not in recovery.
The last battery of tests showed that the liver issue is just a cyst. It's congenital and does absolutely no harm. I've told you before. I'm just naturally lumpy, so I already knew that there was nothing wrong. My white blood cell counts have dropped again, but that's what my blood does, and I know that I will have to do infusions every few months or so. No biggie and no suprise there. Here's the kicker. I have a tumor on my spine. It's benign, but there it is. That little nagging voice that there is something new to worry about. I'm not going to worry though. I'm lumpy. It's a lump. Moving on. I believe I will no longer read my test results.
I'm not saying that you shouldn't be educated. You should definitely know what's going on with your body. I am saying temper that with a little common sense. If you feel good, if the professionals you pay a shit ton of money to keep you healthy say you're healthy, believe in these things. Life is way too short to worry over every little bump in the road. See what did there? Bump? When life gives you those bumps, put on your crash helmet and jump over those bitches. Enjoy the healthy and don't worry about the little things.