I head back to SF tomorrow. Yep. It's that time...good ole' scans and treatment again. Boy those 3 months creep up fast! This time though I have the priviledge of attending the MRF 'Wings of Hope' Gala on Thurs night with my parents and my sister. That should be a great event. I'm most excited to see some of my other 'molemates' or melanoma friends and to meet and hear others stories. Always inspiring and hopeful!
Last week, the event planners asked me to speak for a few minutes on behalf of the Courage Award recipients at the gala. I agreed, thinking that I could just use one of my other speeches that I have delivered in the past. Then after finding out what they wanted, I quickly realized that I would probably need to write a WHOLE NEW speech! Yay. ;)
I am grateful that my scans are the day after the Gala though. That keeps my mind distracted with the gala and not focused on the whole scan-anxiety. I do have to say that I am quite nervous for these scans. I'm not really sure why. You would think that the longer you get into remission, the more comfortable you would get. Nope. Not with melanoma. I know how evil and sneaky this disease can be and how quickly life can change again...
My insurance is still being lame. They denied the appeal for radiation treatment twice now, so the next step is for me to stand in front of the Membership Rights Panel and plead my case. Fun times. That would mean that I would have to go there, which is in OREGON. I definitely don't want to give up on this, but I really just need to talk to my doc to determine the next best steps.
So...wish me luck and let's cross our fingers that I don't stumble on my words giving my speech Thurs night and have good results Friday!
Until then...I'm going to concentrate on being STRONG and taking lots of deep BREATHS!