Vacillating between optimism and fear, I was anxiously awaiting today’s appointment. My hemonc reported the news. She said the PET scan showed two more spots of cancer: one is on my fifth rib and the other is at my eleventh and twelfth ribs. That’s three sites including the tumor in the spine.
Good news, bad news? While I might have hoped for no other signs of the lion’s trail, I choose to see the good aspect of the news: I had no mets to other organs, specifically, the lung or liver. The mets, therefore, are all only bone. That’s good. Marvin and I are celebrating the news, and, yeah, just in time for my birthday.
Time for a little dance, 5 6 7 8