Scanning Time

”They injected all sorts of isotopes into me and I found myself part of a literal body/machine system – being bodily radioactive – and inserted like a fuel rod into a body-scanning machine. I remember saying, to myself, 'So, this is the feeling of being a machine.' I felt more curious about death than I felt afraid; I felt glad to be no longer human for a few brief minutes.”
- Douglas Coupland (Microserfs)

Tomorrow I have the PET scan. Well, to be perfectly technical, they're two scans in one: the PET and the CAT (I feel tempted to pun, but won't). Don't ask me to explain you the difference, I have no clue. What I do know, though, is that the outcome of the test determines what the following months are going to be like. It tells whether the treatment is working, and how many times I am likely to be put through chemo. Like a nerd going on a scientific field trip or a whiz kid resolving a complicated maths assignment, I feel excited, full of anticipation. I can't wait! Finally some progress! This is the one exam I want to ace.