Today, I went in for another round of MRI scans, and let me tell you, it really brings out my claustrophobia. Plus, that feeling of "scanxiety" is no joke. Even though some days feel normal, I can't shake off the memory of being diagnosed with stage 4 oral cancer back in January 2023. It hit me hard because I was doing everything right - working out, eating healthy, staying away from all the bad stuff. But cancer doesn't discriminate, does it? So now, whenever I have an MRI scheduled, it's like this mix of excitement and dread. On one hand, I'm hoping to hear that I'm still cancer-free, but on the other hand, I can't help but worry about what if it's back. Can I handle it if it is? It's easy for people to say not to worry, but unless you've been through it, you don't really get it. So, today, I faced another MRI session. Instead of checking my results right away, I'm choosing to wait for my oncologist's call and try not to dwell on the unknowns.