So. Dr. Bouncy called today - not a good sign. When the news was good, his nurse called.
The good news, such as it is, is that the tumors in my chest and etc. have not advanced - at least, not significantly. Some have even regressed further.
The bad news is that the tumors in my hips have advanced a lot in the last three months. They are not responding to the hormonal treatment, and are destroying bone at a very fast pace. To the point where Dr. Bouncy says my femurs and/or hips are likely to break if we don't stop the tumors very, very quickly.
Tomorrow he and the radiation oncologist will be giving us their opinion, and on Friday I'll be seeing an oncological orthopedic specialist, and we'll go from there.
It's pretty depressing that so much damage can have happened so quickly, and that the bone tumors are not responding the way the other ones are... almost like having to treat two different cancers, really. Although I suppose it's likely that the other ones will get resistant to the hormone treatment soon, too...
Good thing I got that vacation right when I did. I wouldn't have been able to do Hearst Castle even a week or two later.
I have a feeling that I am not going to be the least bit happy with any of my options, and that my doctors are not going to be the least bit happy with me. More struggles, more arguments, more rotten lose/lose decisions.
4 comments:
Hmmm, sobering news but remember that you hold the trump card in this game-it is your body everyone is discussing! Sending a gentle hug.
I'm so sorry about your hips, that's a real bitch. At least you have SOME good news, for the time being anyway. I wish you luck with the prognosis. You are in my thoughts. Keep me posted.
I wish I had a magic wand that I could wave and make everything better!
Sending BIG hugs and LOTS of love...
It was not all bad news though.
I'm betting that sometime in the next few days you will not be able to stop yourself from laughing at something--despite everything you're angry and scared about. Hang onto that in the dark moments. Nothing stays the same---so when you're blue it can't last forever. Small comfort I'm sure. Whinge away whenever you want--you're entitled and then some.
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