It’s been way too long between entries, so I need dust off the cobwebs of this blog and freshen up the living room of my thoughts on the cancer journey. Stay tuned. I am inspired to reflect outward on my trek, the blessings and the pains, and the pain of the blessings.
Many miles, much water between then and now.
In short, while the C has been held at bay for a long time, it has gotten to the point of wanting attention. Apparently many of the little nodules/spots/tumors that are itty bitty have joined forces in my lower right lung. It’s always dangerous when countries join together in alliance. Bullying ensues, and it gets ugly. Same here. It caught the attention of my oncologist (more on HER later), and with all the force of the U.N., but more of the authority, we are engaging in chemical warfare and it’s name is Nexavar. A mere six days into the battle, and we are still just doing a show of force, giving it a taste of what Hell will reign down on it in the coming days. As with all wars, the battlefied shows collateral damage. We don’t know yet what that will be. So far, so good.
Many miles, much water between then and now.
In short, while the C has been held at bay for a long time, it has gotten to the point of wanting attention. Apparently many of the little nodules/spots/tumors that are itty bitty have joined forces in my lower right lung. It’s always dangerous when countries join together in alliance. Bullying ensues, and it gets ugly. Same here. It caught the attention of my oncologist (more on HER later), and with all the force of the U.N., but more of the authority, we are engaging in chemical warfare and it’s name is Nexavar. A mere six days into the battle, and we are still just doing a show of force, giving it a taste of what Hell will reign down on it in the coming days. As with all wars, the battlefied shows collateral damage. We don’t know yet what that will be. So far, so good.
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