While there is some improvement seen, there is still cancerous activity evidenced on the scan. Liver lesion is still there, as is the tumor at the original site.
I can't adquately describe the feeling of hearing the news. Certainly not what I wanted to hear. More chemo in the very near future means that cancer will remain in the front seat, as opposed to the rear of the bus where I had hoped to seat it, at least temporarily.
In comparison to other metastatic cancer patients, I'm fairly fresh into this. I imagine multiple iterations of this scene. Does the news get any easier over time?
I wanted to hear 'go enjoy your summer', not '3 to 6 more rounds'.
Late spring/early summer weather is here, and it is beautiful. I try to enjoy it without thinking about if this is the last time I'll see this welcome change of seasons. I resist the urge to find a tall cliff from which I can scream from the top of. I hold it together and keep on plugging along.
