Just Be Done With It Already

My husband had cancer eight years ago. It was treated within the year and he started going back for CT scans and check ups, then after three years, just office check ups. Twice a year he goes in and they do blood work and then the oncologist talks to him briefly while listening to his chest. And then he goes home. He is on his way home from the latest one. This will be about the sixth "next visit is the last visit" that he's gone to. It is driving me nuts. There is no cancer screening going on, it's just a case of catering to the patient's fear... I wish my spouse could let it go but as long as the doctor is willing to schedule an appointment, this is going to continue for-freaking-ever.

[edit 26Aug2021]
After stewing in my thoughts about it for a while, I came to accept that this is all about me. I want the cancer as far behind him as my own is. The twice-yearly psuedo-checkups remind me how close I came to losing him and dredging up all that fear all over again. I know darned well that it was the most frightened he had ever been, and if he gets reassurance by going to the oncologist to hear that he is still showing No Evidence of Disease, then I want him to have that reassurance. I need to get over myself.