April 10, 2008
Another Cat Scan
We've been at this "adventure" now for some 33 months. I lost track of how many cat scans I've had, but this was either 13 or 14. I always get concerned when scan time comes. Think the worst and hope for the best. I was really worried with this scan. I haven't felt good for several weeks and lost weight which has held stable for now. I just had a bad feeling. Here's the story. Cindi, the NP, came in the room and asked if I had seen the scan. I said no and just answer one question, what was the measurement of the largest liver spot. She said 5.5x5.3. I'm very careful with my language, but my reaction was to say sh**. When we started this mess it was only 4.2 x 3.4. This spot has the diameter of a tennis ball!!!! Of course, when the doctor came in he was not smiling and said we need to start chemotherapy right away. Asked what, he again said we would try the same "recipe" of chemicals as before. Since I have been off of them for 2 1/2 years they should work again and after a scan in 2 or 3 months if they're not working he would try something else. I asked if I had to have the 5RU and carry the damn bag for 2 days. The answer was yes, you'll have the "damn" bag for 2 days. Don't think he liked my damn. I asked to start with a lower dose so I wouldn't get sick and he just smiled going out the door and said it was up to Cindi to keep me well. That's the bad news. We start in 2 weeks. I hate having to do this during the summer, so much that needs to be done. At least the cold sensitive drug shouldn't be problem, except my iced tea. I guess the death door has opened a bit further. Too bad my home support is zero. I wish you all continued good health.