Waiting (Written April 24)

I am discovering there are innumerable facets to the cancer experience. Waiting is one of them and thus far (six weeks in), it seems to be a defining part of the experience, as well as inescapable.
   Soon, my phone is going to ring and once again my world will shift. I will learn what the surgeon has learned about my cancer: if it has spread and to where, the treatments needed, the prognosis.  I am impatient to hear the news. I  wonder if there will be an audible sigh of relief as I learn that all signs of it have been eradicated by the surgery, or if there will be a silent internal moan of dismay as I am presented with distressing news that “further treatment” is needed. I have heard the words, “I am sorry; we did not get the results we hoped for” too many times for my liking. 
   I looked up quotes about waiting, in hopes of finding something wise or witty that would bring interest or a dash of pizazz to this post. All I found were saccharine sayings, predictable platitudes, tiresome twaddle, and endless gobbledygook. Maybe it was the mood I was in. But I wonder, are there any clever or sage or even humorous statements about waiting?
In the comments, send any along that you like. If they are from you all (my friends and readers) , I am certain to like them. 

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