First, the good news. I look great and I have all the energy I need. My vital signs are normal as are all my blood counts, even my white cells which are normal. My glucose levels are with acceptable numbers. My foot wound is totally covered with new skin. Dr. Gregg, who I saw on Tuesday and who is a geriatric specialist told me to do nothing with the thumb. No more cream. Just watch it to be sure it does not get any redder. I am going out for lunch regularly. So I look fine. And I feel fine but I am not perfect.
The bad news is the breast cancer. When you are given the diagnosis of metastatic breast cancer, you know that the breast cancer will come back. Eventually the breast cancer will take over. My Pet scan told me that the cancer had grown. When the Oncologist asked for specific numbers he told a bad story. I have a new cancer on the top of my spine and a bigger one at the base of my spine. There is a new cancer in the liver and the old one is bigger. So we are not winning this fight. Next week I will have a liver biopsy. And two days later I see the Oncologist to map out a plan. Or do nothing.
The Oncologist suggests that I take a new chemo that requires infusion every two weeks. She will not start it and then stop when I go to Nova Scotia so she thinks I should stay in Mississippi. But there is no guarantee that the new chemo will work. On the other hand, I know I will enjoy the summer in Nova Scotia, so I will go there. And I will try to find an Oncologist who will give me the infusion chemo. Of course, I have no idea if this treatment has been approved in Canada. So we will see what we decide.
I am not upset with this information. I knew the chemo that I was taking in Mexico was not working because my back hurt. I was not able to sit in a wooden chair. I still eat at home sitting in a comfortable chair. And in a restaurant here I sit in a padded bench. So here we go. I am still walking and talking and not complaining. Life is good.
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