I may, or may not, have cancer.
Now, before all my regular readers and, due to my automated update configurations, my Twitter and Facebook friends who might read this, get too excited, nothing has changed in my recent medical status. However, Wednesday, I go in for a scan. A regular scan, nothing special, nothing new. My scheduled, nine-month scan, per the standard protocol. Or so I have been lead to believe.
The scan, however routine it may be, will not decide if…