Not a very inspiring title! It has taken me a week since I saw my Doctor and to get my head around all the information. There, as with everything, is good news and bad news. Bad news is not horrible, terrible or by any means intolerable but it is frustrating to say the least.
Good news first. We started with a tumour the size of a tennis ball. we are left with a 'ditzel' about the size of the tip of a childs baby finger. So some awesome shrinkage. Still no spread and all systems (including the nuero ones that put me in the hosp) are all clear.
Bad News - we still have to get rid of the 'ditzel'. So yesterday, I went to the cancer agency and was fitted for a mold of my upper body and head - totally amazing what they can do now - crazy hard plastic sheet that they heated and molded over me. They did a planning CT and next week (most likely) I will start a course of radiation. It will last for 20 days, 5 days a week. The appointments themselves while everyday will only last about 15 min. The mold (it makes me look like spider man) is too hold my body still so they can get the exact spot they need too.
Exhale... Last week after I got the news i was in a real funk. I felt like I had lost my spark and I was not sure where I would find the resources after chemo to go this next step. But a few days in and a few more days of recovery from my last chemo (now over 4 weeks ago - how time flies) I am feel ing ready and looking forward to this final step. Radiation comes with it's own effects, although not as prominent as chemo and it will take its toll for sure but I know it again is a necessary part of the process and so have tried to accept it.
Oh some more good news... I have a layer of fuzz on my head! Bad news - it is starting to come back on my legs too. A lesson for me in taking the good with the bad.
Love to you all. Thanks for continued support.
xo S
