Tomorrow is my nine month follow up, or my six month follow up after my radioactive iodine treatment. I’m nervous, to be honest. I think it’s partly because this is bringing back memories of when I went to see him last year. It was almost exactly a year that I went to see him for the first time, and he confirmed that I needed a biopsy. I think all they’re going to do is do an ultrasound of my neck and test my blood. But all I want to hear right now is “I’ll see you in six months.”
Oh well. In the meantime, I’ll start my review of The Queen.