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I just returned from the oncologist’s office. He did his cursory physical exam. We did our routine in which he asks how I’m doing and I tell him, “If it wasn’t for the chemo, I’d feel great.” He’s starting to let down his end of the banter in which he responds, “Maybe not.”
I have an appointment for a CT scan on Monday the 16th.
I asked him if I am exceeding expectations, meeting expectations or falling below expectations. He said I was exceeding expectations. Although that’s encouraging, I’m reminded of the Red Queen in Alice in Wonderland where she says, "HERE, you see, it takes all the running YOU can do, to keep in the same place. If you want to get somewhere else, you must run at least twice as fast as that!"
I’m coming up on my anniversary of sorts. My first chemo treatment was October 19, 2005. I’d say I’m a LITTLE better than when I started. I just don’t know how much harder I can run.
My first scan put the parasite at 42 mm; the last scan put it at 35 mm. But at one point, it was down to 26 mm.
My oncologist is flying back to India to visit his parents. They are getting up in years and he wants to make sure everything is OK. In fact, his parents are about the same age as the Vorlon Parents. Although he tells me that in India, you add 10 years to the age, as care is not as good.
I’m pretty tired from the chemo, but when I try to monitor how I feel in my left chest area, it feels better than it did LAST October.
Posted by The Vorlon at October 9, 2006 5:02 PM