Gary and I went for his MRI / MRA today. The MRA is evidently to check his brain arteries. I needed to drive because he can’t drive during the day anymore. The light seeps into his brain and saps his strength, poor guy.
You should hear our house in the morning. “I can see the sun coming up! It’s almost dawn! I gotta get out of here before it’s light.” Like living with a vampire.
We showed up at the big building at St. Johns marked MRI, exactly where we had been told to go, behind the David C. Pratt Cancer Center. A few minutes in we were told we were at the wrong building.
“Oh. Should we be at the David C Pratt building then?” I asked.
“Yes,” the nurse said, “The David C.Pratt CANCER Center.”
So we drove to the building with the CANCER sign. I checked with that nurse that we were in the right place, because no one here has CANCER.
“Yes, the David C. Pratt CANCER Center; that’s right.”
While we waited, Fredbird showed up with a replica of the World Series trophy. Gary nudged me and said, “That must be for the kids with CANCER -“
“STOP TALKING ABOUT CANCER!” I almost screamed. I didn’t. Because it might have upset the bald people getting chemo in the next room I could see out of the corner of my eye.
So, evidently they keep the high-tech special Migraine MRIs in the CANCER building, probably because St. John’s doesn’t have a special Migraine building.
Yeah, yeah, that’s right. No one here has cancer. Because you don’t have cancer until they recommend you see an oncologist.

6 responses to “Not Talking About the C Word”
I completely understand not using the “C” word. You don’t want to accidentally wake up the gods from their slumber.
I am glad he has so many doctors being so proactive and ordering so many tests and looking so carefully.
This is all good stuff. Being so careful and looking so hard just means there won’t be a thing to find. Repeat as needed.
And feel free to vent, rant, roar, whatever here. Patting your shoulder in the cyber world.
I was thinking of a different C word.
And don’t be borrowing trouble. I am sure there was a perfectly reasonable explaination for using the equipment in the C building. Unrelated to C.
Brenda- Yes, only Gary is refusing to call to get the results, so it’s futile.Becs – RANT: today he said, “why should I tell my neurologist what’s going on in my brain! It’s none of his business!”Zayrina – I would agree, only last night he had seizure activity for the very first time in years. But you are right; I like the idea of not “borrowing trouble.” You don’t have brain cancer until you do. A tiny part of me still holds out hope for Giant Cell Arteritis.
Having recently been on the oncology floor of a building, I understand your trepidation. My doctor rotated there from another, less CAPITALIZED floor. Fortunately, my diagnosis did not include the word. They do have good equipment in those buildings, though.
Wyo – okay, that’s what I like to hear. They would have the best artery inflammation Meningitis West Nile Virus Ruling Out machine in the Cancer area. They’d have to find those things.