I enjoyed a great couple of days with my son last week. It was wonderful to have some time with him before he went back to college. It's so hard to get time alone with college kids when they are home for a break. All they want to do is be with their friends. I remember those days; arriving home and immediately running over to a friend's house.
We drove up the California coast to Big Sur. I couldn't wait to see the redwood trees...magnificent! We had a great time together. With my future holding such a huge question mark, I want to plan more trips with my family. We need more time together.
I am having a PET scan Wednesday. I have been experiencing bone pain in my leg for a couple of months, and the scan will determine what's causing it. The phase I study continues.
On Friday, I have another liver biopsy. All these scans, biopsies, chemotherapy and other pills make me feel so sad and sorry for myself. I just wish I could have my old life back! That isn't going to happen, so I must move forward.
All of us with metastatic disease must keep moving forward, anticipating that someday there will be a time when there will be no side effect, no more scans, no more tortuous days waiting for test results – with the hope we will survive to celebrate that day.
Off to the PET scan . . .