You hang in there, too!
This tests a lot of relationships. I’m glad jane ain’t going it alone. -why, yes, I looked at your homepage. : ) You will be her rock.
God bless both y’all.
The meeting with the oncologist went really well. Pieces of the cancer that was discovered are now on their way to a path lab in California to test for some 21 genetic markers that will determine the roadmap for my customized treatment plan.
That will take about two weeks and the pathology report ought to be back when I return to the oncologist in two weeks. He seemed more concerned about the Her2/new levels than the estrogen. The estrogen levels can be managed with a pill I’d take every day for five years.
The Her2/neu is another stop on the Hitchhiker’s Guide to Chemotherapy.
I now feel optimistic about the whole ordeal. I got a 99% on the oxygen utilization level. That’s incredible for someone who used to smoke. I will admit that I quit some 25 years ago. But still, there apparently was no long-term damage evident at this point. And the chest x-ray I had prior to surgery came back clear.
So the onocologist looked at my family history — sister who died from lung cancer, brother who died from lung cancer. The first question he asked was, “Do you have kids who smoke?” To which we said, “Yes.” He just shook his head.
Not that doctors can know such things for certain but he said he thought he could give me twenty more years. I figure that will get me to 87. I’ll take it. Then I’ll be on my own and I’ll tread lightly and whistle past the graveyard.
In the meantime, I picked up a big bag of craft filler at Wal-Mart. I’m going to start making soft curved pillows for people who have had surgery. The pillow I got from the hospital has been a lifesaver for my sleep comfort.
Much love and blessings and prayers to all you fellow travelers,
Jane Reinheimer