The Beast Won't Let Go
“Maybe the fact that I had a break, that I was able to start thinking ahead, has made today's news all the more painful.”
It's back. Actually that's not quite right, because it never left. It just hid for a couple of months. The news from my scans wasn't good. One of the tumors that we had killed on my spine has apparently grown back. There are three or four new ones on my spine, too, although they're pretty small. I also have a new tumor on one of my ribs. And we'll have to do some cleanup on one of the tumors in my lung, the RFA didn't quite get it all.
As I write this, I'm still trying to make sense of it all. Clearly my cancer has found that it likes the taste of my bones more than my lung. The tumors on my spine and rib can be attacked, and hopefully killed, with radiation. And the residual cancer in my lung isn't a surprise. We'll just do one more RFA procedure. So the next couple of weeks are going to be filled with more scans, more consultations, and then radiation, more scans, and so on. I'm back in the middle of it.
Obviously, this isn't the news that any of us were hoping for. And the long-term implications, if the cancer continues to attack my spine, aren't great. But I've been through stuff like this before. I think I'm sad for a different reason. These last couple of months, when we all thought I was clean, gave me a little taste of my old life, a normal life. Oh, I still knew I had cancer, still saw the doctors periodically, but I was starting to spend more time thinking about the future. I was starting to think about what I could do, what I could be. I was starting to dream.
Today's news doesn't put an end to all that. But I think it is a reminder, one that is crystal clear, that "a normal life" now means something very different for me. For all of us. Maybe the fact that I had a break, that I was able to start thinking ahead, has made today's news all the more painful.
I know what I have to do now. I know what's ahead of me. Hopefully, in two months or so, these new tumors will have been killed, and then I'll just have to wait to see what happens next. But I know now that the beast hasn't let go of me. Most likely, it never will. It's time to move ahead anyway. And I can't thank all of you enough for all the wonderful notes you sent in, wishing me good luck. Knowing that I am not going through this alone, that we are all walking together on this road, is a great comfort to me.
And I've been reminded again, when reality slaps you on the face, it hurts.
6:30 AM ET | 06- 7-2007 | permalink