Normal! That was the first word out of my oncologist's mouth when he called me last night. I was wondering if he would decide to call me even if everything was fine. Since I haven't gotten the tumor markers done in three years, I figure the man had to be curious.

I was thinking to myself last night before he called that I wanted him to care, not so much about what happens to me, but care about getting me the results as soon as possible. I know I'm not his only patient and he is a busy man but I don't want to be just a number either, someone easily forgotten when I leave the office. My husband says that is definitely not the case because I have made myself known in that office. Hmmm.. what could he possibly mean by that? I ask a lot of questions, show up when I don't have appointments, refuse to do blood work, yell at the callous receptionist in front of the whole waiting room, cry a lot..etc.

I'm lucky that I have the oncologist that I do. I feel like he does know me and that is so important.