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.