Four months into my cancer treatment I had a PET scan. It is like a lot of the scans you can get these days. They put you on your back with your arms above your head. You glide slowly in and out of a tube accompanied by a whirling sound while a laser takes your picture. Something like that anyway. At the beginning, a voice tells you to breathe normally.
Breathe normally?. How about just breathe. I forgot what normal was. I’m fighting cancer and my heart keeps stopping.
Before I went into the test, I forgot to ask a very important question. This was a serious oversight on my part and had tremendous bearing on my peace of mind.