Scanxiety

About a month ago, I went with some coworkers to see a Rockets game.  I was very excited about the prospect of seeing Linsanity.  I was disappointed.  He only scored 6 points - 2 free throws and 2 field goals out of 9 FGA and 4 3PA.  I'm glad the tickets were only $4 each (+$17 in shipping!), or I might have been more upset.

Yet even Linsanity at its peak can't compare to a day of scanxiety.  Yesterday I had a bone scan.  For the technically inclined, this meant an IV of radioactive chemicals that are more readily absorbed by bone tumors than regular, healthy bone.  They then sandwich you in between to gamma cameras that slowly traverse your body measuring the kcts/s (kilo-counts per second) along the way.  Out of all my scans so far, I think this was one of the easier ones (other than the fact that I was injected with radioactive chemicals!).  By far the loud 45 minute MRI was the worst.  By the time the scanner was at my knee, I could see a big white spot radiating from my right femur on the monitor.  There was no doubt what that was.  A small element of concern was alleviated when the white I saw in the pelvis area was declared to be my full bladder.  I tell you all of this, not because you should be interested, but to give you just 30 seconds of scanxiety.  And if it took you less than 25 seconds to read, I fear you are not taking this whole thing seriously enough!  If it took you longer than 45 seconds, you must be one of our Alabama friends :).  For almost 24 hours, Summer and I waited to hear back.  The scan was clear.  No other bone tumors found.  Whoop!