I haven't been on here much lately due to "life", and frankly, I hate the new format and can't figure out a lot of features ... like the search function to find my original thread.
Anyway, for those of you that were following my wife, Tina's, cancer thread, I have another update.
She had more scans last Wednesday, then an appointment with her oncologist on Friday.
The cancer on/in her liver has become chemo resistant and continued to spread. It's doubled in size since her last scan.
It has also spread to the lining of her abdomen. I forget the medical term for it, but it's basically what happened with my dad's cancer before he died. As of now, there is no treatment or cure for the stuff that's in the abdomen lining. She had a MRI of her brain on Tuesday. If the brain mets are still stable, she will be eligible for clinical trials. If not, it becomes a waiting game and her doctor gave her between 2 to 12 months.
I'm expecting to wake up from this bad dream at any minute, but it doesn't seem like it's going to happen. I've cried more this week than I think I have in my whole life; out of view from Tina and Konnor, of course. I feel like someone is standing on my chest and won't get off. My wavering faith is hanging on by a thread.
Thank you all for the continued support.
Anyway, for those of you that were following my wife, Tina's, cancer thread, I have another update.
She had more scans last Wednesday, then an appointment with her oncologist on Friday.
The cancer on/in her liver has become chemo resistant and continued to spread. It's doubled in size since her last scan.
It has also spread to the lining of her abdomen. I forget the medical term for it, but it's basically what happened with my dad's cancer before he died. As of now, there is no treatment or cure for the stuff that's in the abdomen lining. She had a MRI of her brain on Tuesday. If the brain mets are still stable, she will be eligible for clinical trials. If not, it becomes a waiting game and her doctor gave her between 2 to 12 months.
I'm expecting to wake up from this bad dream at any minute, but it doesn't seem like it's going to happen. I've cried more this week than I think I have in my whole life; out of view from Tina and Konnor, of course. I feel like someone is standing on my chest and won't get off. My wavering faith is hanging on by a thread.
Thank you all for the continued support.
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