Well...today was a day that I have been dreading. Mom had her appointment with the oncologist today. I couldn't get out of bed today...I was paralyzed with fear. I was sure he was going to tell her that it was too late, there was nothing they could do for her. My mom has been staying positive throughout this entire ordeal. She amazes me.
Her appt. Was at 1:45 and I looked out the window at about 3:00 and they were home already. I paniced because I knew that if they started treatments today...she would be there a lot longer. So...of course I get nervous that they were home so quickly. I ran across the street, took a deep breath, and went inside. I first wanted to judge how bad the news was by her mood....and she seemed.......ok.
Her oncologist seems to think that her colon cancer is what came back and in a rare case.....developed a tumor in her uterus (as well as liver...where colon cancer usually returns). While they had her open last week...they did a biopsy on her colon and it tested positive to colon cancer as well. She has a spot on her lung...but the doctor made a point to say that she does not have lung cancer (I guess that is a bad one to get under control). So....her doctor wants to treat her with a combination of three different drugs. He says that the tumors "should" shrink. She will go back to the hospital tomorrow to have a port put in to administer the drugs because her veins keep collapsing. In two months she will go for another catscan to see if things are improving.Despite the fact that my faith has dwindled lately...I have to be thankful that there is still hope. Her doctor said "don't worry...I'll take good care of you." The fact that he didn't say...I'm sorry, but you've only got 6 months to live....is a blessing. There is hope. For my sanity....I have to go on this bit of hope we have been given. I have to.
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