Two awesome things in one day! (long, sorry)
Mar 18, 2016 14:10:55 GMT
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Post by compwalla on Mar 18, 2016 14:10:55 GMT
I got scanned Monday to see if chemo was actually doing anything or if the whole ordeal had just been an egregious waste of hair. Yesterday was my oncology appointment to go over the scans with my doc. To say that I've been on the verge of a nervous breakdown for the last week is a gross understatement. Monday I had a mini-breakdown in the waiting room at the imaging center. Just lost it and had a big ugly cry right there in my kitty cat hat. Nurse took me back, gave me tissues and a big hug. I have had many scans over the last year and not a single one of them has ever brought good news. So the stress and anxiety just sort of got to me and I turned into a blubbering mess.
The days after before my appointment? OMG. Didn't sleep, was cranky, couldn't concentrate on work, was mentally planning my funeral, etc. My husband took the afternoon off yesterday to go with me to my appointment (something he normally doesn't do because they are usually just routine) because if we got bad news he didn't want me to be alone. Then my doc comes be-bopping in and says that my scans showed that the little lesion on my liver has resolved, two of the three lung lesions have shrunk a little, and the other one has remained stable and unchanged. Chemo wasn't a waste of time. I brought tissues just in case it was bad news but I was so overwhelmed by getting good news I cried anyway. Tissues were a good idea.
We are realistic that chemo is palliative care; this is not curative for me and unless something new comes along, we are just buying time. But yay that this is a way we can do it. We went over things and planned for three more rounds of chemo; we re-evaluate then.
When I got home there was a big kraft envelope from my sister. It was stiff so I figured it was school pics of my niece or something. Nope. When I opened it, there was a sketch and a letter inside.
She knows I am a HUGE Bob's Burgers fan. Our family dressed up as the Belchers for Halloween last year and getting this present on the same day as my good news, well, that was the cherry on top of a great day. I'm framing this and hanging it in my office.
The days after before my appointment? OMG. Didn't sleep, was cranky, couldn't concentrate on work, was mentally planning my funeral, etc. My husband took the afternoon off yesterday to go with me to my appointment (something he normally doesn't do because they are usually just routine) because if we got bad news he didn't want me to be alone. Then my doc comes be-bopping in and says that my scans showed that the little lesion on my liver has resolved, two of the three lung lesions have shrunk a little, and the other one has remained stable and unchanged. Chemo wasn't a waste of time. I brought tissues just in case it was bad news but I was so overwhelmed by getting good news I cried anyway. Tissues were a good idea.
We are realistic that chemo is palliative care; this is not curative for me and unless something new comes along, we are just buying time. But yay that this is a way we can do it. We went over things and planned for three more rounds of chemo; we re-evaluate then. When I got home there was a big kraft envelope from my sister. It was stiff so I figured it was school pics of my niece or something. Nope. When I opened it, there was a sketch and a letter inside.
She knows I am a HUGE Bob's Burgers fan. Our family dressed up as the Belchers for Halloween last year and getting this present on the same day as my good news, well, that was the cherry on top of a great day. I'm framing this and hanging it in my office.
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