I reached out to a friend who has two decades of head and neck oncology experience. He said, "If I had to make a list, lymphoma would be number one. These things dissolve if you throw seawater on them." I could have hugged the man. Forget statistics. *That's* the way to put a perspective on something!
This week ends my second Cycle of chemotherapy. Or, the end of my second month. Next week, I have a lung function test performed again. (I think as a result of my concern over my initial test. While not bad, my smoker's history showed.) So, that is probably routine. The other, less routine, is my next PET scan. That one is important. First progress report. And of course, better is better.
I feel positive about it. I'm also nervous about it. I've shared to some how astonished I was that the lumps in my neck seemed to start melting within the first week that I started treatment. When I mentioned this to Helen, she looked at me warily. I really didn't quite believe it either. Really? Is this what it feels like? That quick? But, after a few days, she could feel it, too. Floods of emotions during that time. Finally, I think relief and resolve at a proof that my mind, body and science were all working together.
I feel my neck from time to time, probing for a sign of its presence. But, I can't feel anything there.
Seawater.
(My Day of the Triffids, is based on the 1962 movie. Not, the darker novel on which it was based.)
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