I was phoned at work by my onc this morning to confirm that I'm still bobbling along at about 3.5 log reduction. I'm 3 years in now and I've been more relaxed about waiting for the numbers than at any time previously - to the extent that when my onc forgot to phone with the results, I didn't even bother chasing her until I happened to bump into her out shopping at the weekend. Otherwise I'd probably have just waited until the next appointment in May. How laid back is that? On the other hand, as soon as I put the phone down this morning I became a gibbering wreck, as usual. Ho hum.
I've been trying to forget about CML completely in recent months, hence the fact I'm not on here so much nowadays. It's generally been working well and I've largely reached the point where I'm used to my 'new normal' with the side effects and no longer define myself in terms of my disease. I even got so blase that I stopped religiously writing on my Glivec box when I started each blister pack and double checking that I was up to date with my tablets each night before bed. Eventually I did weaken and do a count back all the way to when I last wrote the date. This revealed, after about 5 recounts, that I must have taken my tablet twice one night...
Anyway, my traditional sushi lunch has been consumed, my wife has put a bottle of something fizzy in the fridge and now I somehow have to get sufficiently enthused to pretend to do soem work this afternoon. Best wishes to all those out there waiting for results. May all your numbers be little ones.