Scan Day

MRI. PET. CT. All happening today. OMG.

While our team has assured us the chemo is working, it hasn't kept the anxiety at bay. How well has it worked? What does her left knee look like? What about that pesky spot in the lungs? Is everywhere else clear? (These are only a sample of the questions constantly running through my head.)

After Charlotte's scans, we'll have one final meeting with our surgeon, as surgery is on the calendar for July 30th. Next Wednesday.

Our sweet girl will be getting leg reconstruction with a metal implant. While she'll have a scar to remind her of what a bad ass she is, she'll have her leg. We'll hit physical therapy hard so she can regain mobility & strength. Activities will look a bit different for her in the future, but she'll find her way. Connor and I keep telling her it's the perfect time to take up golf. Watch your back, Nelly Korda!

The fear of the unknown is real. The number of worries I have regarding post-surgery life are endless. I'm trying to remind myself that the main goal of surgery is to get the cancer OUT. Perhaps I will calm down when we get confirmation of that. (Realistically, I will not.)

We're asking for prayers and positive thoughts today. Using Coach Taylor as inspiration: "Clear scans. Full hearts. Can't lose."