When my visit to the doctor ended with my oncologist hugging me, it confirmed the fact that the visit was emotional. The yuck in my body is not leaving me alone and there are some spots, specifically in my brain and lung that need to be taken care of. My doctor feels it needs a specific, stronger treatment to put a stop to it. Monday we will meet with the radiation oncologist to hear the options for the brain and Thursday I start intravenous chemotherapy. Although both areas grew only slight amounts, it is concerning because of where they're located.
Although I enter each visit with a cautiously optimistic attitude, I kind of felt like yesterday I was shoved off the wave I was finally learning to surf. This has been a rough year, constantly full of treatments, medicines, stalking the Big C and making changes when it starts acting up. It's not only frustrating and exhausting to receive this kind of news, it is terrifying! Honestly, a visit like yesterday makes me feel that much closer to the end of the list from the tool box of treatments. Then what? Well, we all know the answer to that and that is why it's terrifying. Apparently, I still have a large list to work from, but it doesn't seem to make this any easier. I'd rather not become an expert surfer, having to ride all these wild waves everyday. I just want a smooth ocean for a good chunk of time.
I'm probably working harder at this than I have ever worked in my life. Taking supplements, maintaining a healthy diet, using essential oils, vitamin infusions is more than a full-time job. I currently have multiple doctors weighing in on my treatments and I have to manage all of the them. When I have been working this hard and then I get news like I did yesterday, saying it's frustrating is an understatement.
Luckily the support system I have is supplied with endless kind words, hugs, and love and for that I am grateful.
In the moment I don't always feel like I can do this, but somehow I'll pick myself up and continue to ride the waves and maybe even get better at it as time progresses.
"Sometimes you just have to ride the wave you're given."
Praying for you from GA!
I know I don't know you but I know your brother and I just wanted to say that I wish you good health and endless strength to get through this. I can feel the power behind your words and I have faith that you are stronger than this disease. May there be many more footprints in the sand and many happy memories over the horizon.
Linda, Your fight is so inspirational. Your blogs show the power of your strength and your fight. I urge your readers to double down on the prayers to help you out--I know I will. Enjoy watching and listening to the waves from the shore and may the peace of the sea encourage and strengthen you. God Bless. Judy Murray, your Aunt Carol's friend
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