Based on how I feel much of the time, I was not surprised when my CT scan came back with more bad news. While we (meaning: my wife, my family, and my oncology team, not the Royal We.) were hoping to see the tumours holding steady or even shrinking, the scan showed at least one new tumour and growth pretty much across the board. The nice part about going in slightly pessimistic is that the news was not at all devastating. At least not for me. So today I see my oncologist with actual hopes for an actual new plan. Maybe a trial, maybe a less effective (on paper) drug, maybe a continuation of folfirinox...who knows? Work-wise, I am about to go on long term disability. Weird. Hopefully the insurance company will spy on me to see if I'm faking my illness, and hopefully I'll feel good enough that they think I am.Monday, February 27, 2012
Plan B
Based on how I feel much of the time, I was not surprised when my CT scan came back with more bad news. While we (meaning: my wife, my family, and my oncology team, not the Royal We.) were hoping to see the tumours holding steady or even shrinking, the scan showed at least one new tumour and growth pretty much across the board. The nice part about going in slightly pessimistic is that the news was not at all devastating. At least not for me. So today I see my oncologist with actual hopes for an actual new plan. Maybe a trial, maybe a less effective (on paper) drug, maybe a continuation of folfirinox...who knows? Work-wise, I am about to go on long term disability. Weird. Hopefully the insurance company will spy on me to see if I'm faking my illness, and hopefully I'll feel good enough that they think I am.
Wednesday, February 22, 2012
Fun With Barium
Tonight I start drinking my 900ml of barium sulfate suspension for tomorrow's CT scan.
This one's a biggie in that it may tell if I'm winning, losing or playing to a draw in the spectator-unfriendly game of chemo.
If you're a believer in good vibes, religious prayer, or universal connectedness, send what you've got my way. Between you all and me I don't feel optimistic, but that could be the chemo or one of my seven tumors talking.
But maybe the twisty straw will spur me on to victory!
Sunday, February 19, 2012
Tuesday, February 7, 2012
Felines, Nothing More Than Felines...
Here is my cat Billie in a state of deep relaxation.
What place could be so warm, unmoving and comfortable so as to make such a cat feel so uninhibited?
Why, on top of me, of course.
When it comes to sleeping all day and only waking to have others tend to your needs, there's a new cat in town.
Thursday, February 2, 2012
Like Space Mountain, But Not As Much Fun
I'm currently in the middle of a "good week:" meaning that I am far enough away from my chemo that I'm not completely overcome by sleepiness. In the past few days I've been out for a long walk, visited the acupuncturist, ridden my indoor trainer, had lunch with my dad, visited my massage therapist, hung out with my mom, watched the CX World Championships with some buddies, and done some water changes on the fish tanks.
The trouble is that I am incapable of doing any two of these things consecutively.
Hence the Disney World™ analogy: the constant ups, downs, lefts and rights make navigating this chemo like riding a roller coaster in the dark.
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