I wanted to get an update out on how things went yesterday. The results of the PET scan were not good — there is a lot of increased cancer growth in size and spread throughout my bones and liver.
This was not a surprise and pretty much what I was expecting based on all the symptoms over past months. The prognosis is not good. It was suggested I could start on more aggressive chemo next Friday that may give some temporary relief, but no cure. I told my oncologist (who over the years has passed the patient-physician barrier to become a friend) I would think about it, weigh the pros & cons, along with my personal goals for how I‘d like to spend the end of my life, and would let her know after the weekend. I’ll also meet with the Palliative Team this coming week. If I decide to not pursue additional chemo I’ll be meeting with Hospice.
It’s a comfort to me that it is Easter weekend. Those that know me well know the reason I do not fear death is because of what happened at Easter. Today is Saturday, in-between Good Friday and Easter — yesterday was a solemn reflection on the cross, tomorrow is a joyous celebration of the empty tomb with all that it means and represents. It is because of what Jesus did at Easter that the news I got yesterday is no longer fearful.
posted 26 March 2016: http://hopeandcourage.com