GOOD SCAN!

By George!.. That's where we were this last weekend - by George, in the Wilderness. If this is cryptic you are not from South Africa. Just back from a relaxing - invigorating weekend getaway for Maryse and me, using the cover of M's speaking at a Body Stress Release conference in the Wilderness.

Except for the actual 3 hours when she was doing her very well received talk on the Thinking Environment, the beach beckoned for long walks on pristine deserted strand, except for the occasional para-glider sliding over our heads, and the minions of dead jelly fish. Good exercise, excellent restaurants round about, organic market  with lots of tie-dyed / leather craft / wood carvings right out of 1970s. (And I know, 'cause I was there) Great weekend but at the back of my mind was the big dark cloud of dread as we came up to Maryse's scan to determine whether the cancer had shrunk, remained the same or spread.

I sometimes think that I carry the 'shadow' for us as a couple. Maryse gets to be all light and easy and cuddly, and I... get  the watchful, protective, dark scary pieces, the abrupt asker of straight uncomfortable questions . I do the "Have-you-made-sure-that-everything-is-locked?" piece. I do the thinking about the worst-case-scenario piece. I 'laughingly' say "That's what I was hired for..." I know that this is not completely true, but has a smidgen of truthiness to it.

So anyway, this morning, the scan. A very, long, long morning for me, looking at clocks as they swept closer to the 8:30 scan-time. And then the time after scan-time till the Oncologist said " It looks good".

BIG sigh of relief....   So the bottom line is: No SIGN of cancer for now. I am so happy and thrilled that my beautiful and lively woman is continuing to be beautiful and lively. (As for me, I continue to lurk in the shadows, because The SHADOW KNOWS!)