I'm sure that's all it is.

I've been coughing again, like I was last year about this time.  I'm sure I've just caught a cold and the cough will go away soon.  I'm sure it's not like last year.  I'm sure I won't start coughing blood.  Everyone at work has been sick, it seems, so I'm sure that I've just caught one of their colds.  I end up at everyone's desk, after all.  If anyone is going to catch something, it would be me.  Sure, I got a flu shot this year, but there's that super cold going around.  I'm sure that's all it is.

But, I'm afraid.
I started to cough and spit in the sink to see if there was pink in it.  I started to wonder how I'd make it through another year of chemotherapy.  Knowing what it's like now, I started to be afraid of the cough, of what it might mean.
I have an appointment with a cardiologist Thursday to monitor my blood thinner and my high-blood-pressure medication.  I go in for a scan on December 10th, which is a Monday.  But, if I'm not significantly improved by the end of the coming week, I'll make an appointment to see another doctor about my cold, or whatever it is.

I don't think it's my cancer come back, but I'm afraid anyway.