I had to make the call. It is time for my body scan to make sure that thyroid cancer hasn't returned. It is a routine scan, but it feels anything but routine. The whole process is more annoying than scary, well no, it is scary. But it is also annoying. Getting to the hospital 3 days in a row for injections, blood tests, and finally taking "The Pill". No, not that pill, this pill will light up my insides like a Christmas tree to see if there is any stray thyroid cells lurking somewhere in my body. Which is exactly what I tell my kids when I explain what is going to be happening.
It starts because Isaac overhears Michael and I making plans for who will watch Margo while I am all radioactive.
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