My long promised update is finally here and it’s a mixture of good news and bad news.
The good news is that my cancer spots are shrinking, some of them substantially, but the bad news is that in finding out the spots were shrinking I found out there were more of them than I realized.
While being shown an example of how one particular spot was 30 percent smaller this scan versus the first one, the positive of seeing a smaller spot was tempered a whole lot by the fact that the spot was in my lung. I’d never known before then that the cancer had spread to one of my lungs.
And reading the results on MyChart there’s also a mention of possible cancer in my bones. It says, “there is however a subtle lytic lesion in the superior L3 vertebral body… which is a change compared to prior exam therefore concerning for a possible bony metastasis.”
I guess I don’t technically know what that means but words like “concerning” and “bony metastasis” don’t seem to add up to anything too good.
But the visit was good, really, and I need to remember that. The doctor used all upbeat terms and seemed pleased with the progress. When we mentioned future radiation he said I couldn’t have that “yet,” whereas before it had been completely taken off the table as a possible option. There was nothing negative mentioned in the visit.
I’m doing my best to cling to that positive. I mean, one spot on my liver went from 3.3 cm to 1.5 cm, so it would be ridiculous to do anything but be grateful for that.
The week was good. I slept a lot, I vomited a lot, but both a lot less than I used to do in the beginning of all of this. Things are getting incrementally better, they are. I’m able to get out and watch softball, even if I’m not able to play it. I’m now not only able to get out of the house long enough to go to nearby car shows, I’ve even driven myself to a couple. That’s a big change from not long ago when I was in too much pain to even watch car shows on TV.
I’m still reconnecting with old friends and visiting more with family than I’d done in years. This whole huge dark cloud truly has an even bigger silver lining.
I can’t say that I can recommend cancer to anyone, but it shouldn’t take a death scare to reconnect with people and show them how much they mean to you. I pray that even if I come through this cancer and live a long life that I don’t forget the lessons I’m learning through this. Anything short of that would be a waste of a good opportunity for something good.
By Dave Taylor