The Results are in ...
Well, I have some of my test results. I have a written copy of the CT scan reports, and if I only understood the medical terminology a little better I might could make some sense of it. LOL!
I received a return call from the new oncologist's office this morning, just as I had started eating my bowl of Captain Crunch (the breakfast of champions, right?) I'm sure she meant well, but the first thing the lady told me was: "Your test results were worse than we expected."
I was thinking: "WHAT? How can it possibly be WORSE than expected? I have TERMINAL CANCER, so advanced that we are considering a chemo that is so strong and so toxic that I have to undergo heart tests to make sure I am strong enough to handle it ... what could possibly be worse?"
Anyway, she didn't want to give an explanation of this bold pronouncement, so I prodded a little about the bone scan. I figured I could keep trying to interpret the CT scans a little at a time, but I don't have a written report of the bone scan. She then proceeded to drop the bombshell (which, to her, may not have even been THE bombshell, because there is evidence of spread to new places): the cancer in now in my other hip. That's right -- my OTHER hip. You know, the "good" leg, the stable leg, the one I've counted on to be strong and sure. Suddenly, I lost my appetite and felt like I was going to be sick. All I could think was, "Not again. Please, not again!"
There is no change in the current plan to see the doctors at Vanderbilt February 12 and 13, and then return to the oncologist's office on February 15. He'll give me the full interpretation of the reports and we'll make the final treatment decision on that day.
As if this isn't enough for one week, I think I have a blood clot in the other leg -- the "new-improved leg" -- at the top of my calf behind my knee. Very painful. Makes me cranky.
So, please be praying for us as we plan our trip to Nashville. I really, really appreciate all of your love and support.
:-) Sharon
P.S. -- Amanda, if you're reading this, or if someone else in the family is reading this and sees you, I want to you know how terribly, terribly sorry we are about your loss. I wish we could have made it to the memorial service. We'll be praying for you and Hayley, and we love you very much.
P.P.S. -- Uncle Jim, I saw your message on my previous blog post, and I tried to reply to it, but it wouldn't save my comment. I truly do appreciate your prayers. We love and miss all of you.
I received a return call from the new oncologist's office this morning, just as I had started eating my bowl of Captain Crunch (the breakfast of champions, right?) I'm sure she meant well, but the first thing the lady told me was: "Your test results were worse than we expected."
I was thinking: "WHAT? How can it possibly be WORSE than expected? I have TERMINAL CANCER, so advanced that we are considering a chemo that is so strong and so toxic that I have to undergo heart tests to make sure I am strong enough to handle it ... what could possibly be worse?"
Anyway, she didn't want to give an explanation of this bold pronouncement, so I prodded a little about the bone scan. I figured I could keep trying to interpret the CT scans a little at a time, but I don't have a written report of the bone scan. She then proceeded to drop the bombshell (which, to her, may not have even been THE bombshell, because there is evidence of spread to new places): the cancer in now in my other hip. That's right -- my OTHER hip. You know, the "good" leg, the stable leg, the one I've counted on to be strong and sure. Suddenly, I lost my appetite and felt like I was going to be sick. All I could think was, "Not again. Please, not again!"
There is no change in the current plan to see the doctors at Vanderbilt February 12 and 13, and then return to the oncologist's office on February 15. He'll give me the full interpretation of the reports and we'll make the final treatment decision on that day.
As if this isn't enough for one week, I think I have a blood clot in the other leg -- the "new-improved leg" -- at the top of my calf behind my knee. Very painful. Makes me cranky.
So, please be praying for us as we plan our trip to Nashville. I really, really appreciate all of your love and support.
:-) Sharon
P.S. -- Amanda, if you're reading this, or if someone else in the family is reading this and sees you, I want to you know how terribly, terribly sorry we are about your loss. I wish we could have made it to the memorial service. We'll be praying for you and Hayley, and we love you very much.
P.P.S. -- Uncle Jim, I saw your message on my previous blog post, and I tried to reply to it, but it wouldn't save my comment. I truly do appreciate your prayers. We love and miss all of you.
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