Ree Visanian (treebones) wrote,
Ree Visanian
treebones

Final scan.

I have once again been put through the scanner, which, while not even possessing blinky lights or the power to go "bing", was nonetheless impressively high tech, it has been confirmed: the nice doctor came as close as his malpractice insurance will allow to saying the magic words, "you no longer have cancer".

I have had a normal meal. I have bought normal food. I have taken both the fast thyroid medication, and the slower-building one. I am going to try, cautiously, driving this evening. Life is on its way back to normal.

Just in time to pack, move, get a job, and go back to school. But still. (:
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