holding my breath

It comes every 6 months.

Kevin's lab forms arrive from UCI Cancer Center.

I usually love sifting through the mail, but my heart sinks when I see the envelope.

I recognize the nurse's writing by now. The return address speaks loudly to me. It is not a happy a place.

Every 6 months Kevin goes in. He gets scanned. He does his labs.

I hold my breath.

We wait.

I hold my breath.

I pray.

I hold my breath.