At my last routine CT scan, on March 9th 2026, the scan showed that my cancer is back. Just days before I had gone to my functional medicine doctor who was reviewing my latest labs and as soon as I walked into her office, asked me, “have you been sick recently? Your inflammation went up and some of these other numbers are strange.” and I just had the feeling that it was back. Then the night before my scan, my teenage son had a dream that it was back. After my scans I see my surgeon right afterwards. As soon as he walked into the room he immediately said that it was back, that he wanted me to see a radiologist oncologist and in that moment my brain went blank. I already deeply struggle with disassociating in medical situations but I just checked out. My teenage son was with me, as he is for all of my appointments and we just stared at each other. Both of us silently willing the other to not breakdown in public (we both hate crying in front of people). Due to my POTS (which is a whole…
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