Dr. Bouncy says that if the progression of cancer is not stopped, I will be wheelchair bound within a month and dead within six months. If my hips break, I'm thinking that six months is a pretty generous and unrealistic goal.
He has nothing else left to throw at it. The more likely therapies have not done very much for me, and now the cancer is racing ahead like a bullet train. So it's the nasty chemo cocktail, and a very slim chance that it will even touch the mets in the bones, which are what is torturing me and what is killing me.
So not good news.
As they say, 'Too Much To Do, Not Enough Time To Do It In.'
We can only hope. And take advantage of the time we have as much as we can.