Wee bit o' shrinkage

Yes!!! Good news! After 20 months of scans showing tiny growth every time, The doc said "significant shrinkage". Let's say 3 MM shrinkage or 0.11811 inches in two months since starting the drug protocol at NIH. Not that I would ever project, but at that rate, in another 20 months the lung tumors would be gone. Ohh, to be able to say, "Making a comeback!"

Day to day reality is still here. The second medicine, infused (dripped) into my arm, has magnified the previous symptoms and thrown in a couple new ones. I am tired and wobbly, short attention span, sketchy thinking, cannot drive. You don't want me on the road about 8 of my awake hours each day. Now I get sporadic high BP, bloody nose, mild 2 step in and out of the Loo. I want rolls of Charmin for Christmas.

But, ya know what? We have SHRINKAGE!

Today is Tuesday. I went to a meeting last evening for the first time since . . . two weeks ago. I have isolated and felt depressed much of the time. My face has been so broken out with the acne-like rash that I was afraid to be seen. My sponsor would call that "overly concerned with looking good." Oh well.

I have not blogged in two weeks. Plenty to say, but I did not to want to write one like the last. I do not even want some of the thoughts from the last blog. Quitting the treatment and thereby getting rid of most of the side effects, thereby getting some of my old life back - you bet I think and fantasize of quitting and going back to the bliss of not knowing. Maybe I will do that one day. But not now. I think with your help and prayers that I can make it another twenty months. It's not just me, I know it's We.
Bill