My results weren't as good as we all hoped and wished and prayed they would be. After 6 months of harsh medication and anticipation the results came in that the tumor had shrunk. It shrunk 3 mm on the biggest side. The other sides went down a little less. I know I should be happier but, to me, this really sucks. 
The accountant in me figured out the percentage of each sides decrease. The highest percentage was nearly 33%. I should be hootin' and hollerin' but I've been a bit of a shut in this weekend. Rephrase: I've been a total shut-in this weekend. I keep thinking 33 is just 7 more than 25. And 25% is not a lot. (See above spreadsheet for visual reference. The lilac is the steady progress I thought was being made. The magenta is where we are.)
My doctor wasn't thrilled with the results either but it is what it is. My body is taking longer than most other peoples do. This damn tumor is fighting. But so am I! I was so ready to hear that it was gone. That I was done. That I wouldn't have to take that medicine anymore. I built up my own hopes. But the doctor was as optimistic as I was on Tuesday when I had my appointment with him. He thought if there was anything it would be the size of a grain of sand. I'm learning that doctors don't really know all that much.
So, I've been praying harder than ever that Dr. Shepard will come to my rescue and bring McSteamy to scrub in.
All in all. I'm no worse off. Just please prep your bathroom with some matches and a can of freshener if I am coming over.
The accountant in me figured out the percentage of each sides decrease. The highest percentage was nearly 33%. I should be hootin' and hollerin' but I've been a bit of a shut in this weekend. Rephrase: I've been a total shut-in this weekend. I keep thinking 33 is just 7 more than 25. And 25% is not a lot. (See above spreadsheet for visual reference. The lilac is the steady progress I thought was being made. The magenta is where we are.)
My doctor wasn't thrilled with the results either but it is what it is. My body is taking longer than most other peoples do. This damn tumor is fighting. But so am I! I was so ready to hear that it was gone. That I was done. That I wouldn't have to take that medicine anymore. I built up my own hopes. But the doctor was as optimistic as I was on Tuesday when I had my appointment with him. He thought if there was anything it would be the size of a grain of sand. I'm learning that doctors don't really know all that much.
So, I've been praying harder than ever that Dr. Shepard will come to my rescue and bring McSteamy to scrub in.
All in all. I'm no worse off. Just please prep your bathroom with some matches and a can of freshener if I am coming over.
7 comments:
I'm sorry I brought it up(Sun). Just what you probably didn't want to do. I'm sorry! Just know that I Love You like a daughter and your well being is a big thing to me. You are in our thoughts and prayers.
Yes, McDreamy and McSteamy would be AWESOME to have as doctors. I'm sorry that your tumor isn't smaller than it is, or gone for that matter. We'll pray for you!
:( It will keep shrinking! I'm sorry though! Love ya!
I love ya, Pats. I'm so sorry it hasn't shrunk more. The thought of you having to be on that awful medicine for any longer makes me so sad for you.
I'm sorry that it didn't shrink more. You are in our thoughts and prayers and we know you will win this one. Love ya!
Sorry to hear it Patty!! I think your attitude is amazing, none the less, though!! I hope tht it will keep shrinking!
That last comment was from me. spoontrex is mark's google login. Sorry, I didn't realize he was logged in.
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