Given my rising markers, the increase in pain, the brain mets, and everything else, what I am about to write should come as no surprise....
There has been progression of disease, not just in my brain.
There are new tumors in my skeleton and, once again, I have tumors in my liver.
The good news is that the tumers in my liver are small and pose no imminent threat; my liver is functioning normally.
I need to change treatments.
My oncologist is considering switching my treatment to Doxil. We want to consult with the oncologist who we see for second opinions; she is currently in the US, participating in a major breast cancer conference.
During our last visit with her, she mentioned that we should contact her when we are finished with the Xeloda and Tykerb (read: when those drugs stop working), because there might be some research at her hospital that is relevant for me.
Meanwhile, I need to be off everything for a week or two to "clean out" my system.
They sent me upstairs to do an "Echo," to make sure the previous chemotherapies have not damaged my heart. Thank God, my heart is functioning well.
So, now, we just need to figure out which drugs to take next and begin our next round.
*** deep breath ***
I am OK.
This morning, this news made my head spin.
I feel OK now.
I still need a good cry, but that will come.
I do not want this, but I am strong.
We have been on this ride before.
It is scary.
We can handle it.
Please daven (or send happy, healing thoughts) for RivkA bat Teirtzel.
With love and optimism,
Jabotinsky and the Light Rail
1 hour ago