Point and click. A really wonderful description of “scanxiety” during the wait before a followup scan.
The author says it is like having a gun pointed to your (or your loved one’s) head every six months, possibly loaded. I think that is an awesome description.
Someone in the comments poses the question: Which is worse, to be in a burning building, or to be outside watching as your loved one burns?
Honest to God (depending who the loved one was), I’d rather burn.