Last Thursday I saw my cancer surgeon for the last time.
It wasn't going to be the final visit as I still have two more Carcinoembryonic Antigen (CEA) tests coming up, but he said he didn't need to see me any more.
I'm that healthy, and I am grateful.
All the tests, last year's colonsocopy, the CT scan in late August, all the CEAs done every three months, have all been good.
The CEAs are to go on for three years. I don't hit that mark until next July.
I'll still get the last two tests. It's matter of going up to the hospital and getting a bit of blood taken. The results will go to him as well as to my family doctor. He suggested I follow up with her, but admitted it wasn't really necessary.
If there are any problems his office will call me.
I do not expect to hear from him until my next colonsocopy in the summer of 2018.
Oh, and Cancer, My Ass!
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