Checked in for my MRI, ready for my afternoon loud nap. Finally starting to feel a little freaked out, wonky and anxious. Time for a little chat with god.
"Please let everything be ok. If something bad needs to happen, if the tumor has begun to grow, please let me be eligible for a new trial that studies the effects of Reese's Peanut Butter Cups and cherry Icees on recurring GBM. Oh, and can you make sure the trial is in Hawaii?"