Scanxiety

My thoughts are running rampant,

Jumping from one negative possibility,

To a possible,

Devastating reality,

In a never ending,

Cyclic void.

Ruminating,

Over the negative,

Possible realities.

Blind and avoidant,

Of all positive outcomes.

I cannot find calmness,

In my damaged brain,

That is rewired,

And short circuited,

As I will know the results soon,

Of my magnetic resonance imaging,

And I do not wish to blow,

Another fuse,

As it may be okay.

Even if the scans are clear,

I will always have this fear,

Of it reappearing.

This is worse than anxiety,

This is scanxiety.

Be bold.

4 responses to “Scanxiety”

  1. Hi Becca,
    Sorry I haven’t been in touch sooner. You are on my mind and your words remind me of the incredibly strong woman you are, day in and day out. I can’t understand your journey and when I feel like I might, I am reminded of the expanse between my ability to understand and your daily reality of battle. You are an amazing warrior; know that to be true. And while I can’t truly know, I fully believe I can walk along side of you in prayer to offer support and friendship as you need it and want it. You are amazing. You are strong. You are never alone.

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    1. Susie,

      Thank you for always supporting me in my endeavors on this journey! You are strong in your own sense and everyone has their own mud pile they work through 💗 you’re always there, regardless of how often we chat and I appreciate you for that

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  2. It’s real scanxiety. Apart from fearing that the tumor is back, I have the added anxiety caused by extreme claustrophobic. Those MRI’s are traumatic. Just keep the faith. You have come a long way. This too shall pass.

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    1. You keep the faith too, I cannot imagine added claustrophobic on top. Thank you for the kindness. Keep on fighting 💪🏻

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