DorianGreen
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I am genuinely sorry for missing your celebration. I very much enjoy this thread, and I bet I am not alone. I missed your event because I had an appointment with my new surgeon at The City of Hope, (if you are unfamiliar with The City of Hope, it is a cutting edge cancer hospital/research institute. I have been feeling off for some weeks because I had an MRI, and the pressure of waiting for the results was a bit crushing. You know, I was released from my 75 day hospital stay just shy of a year now, and I was told I had a 95% chance at being cured of my cancer, an unusual outcome for those with my cancer. I was discharged with an enormous open wound running straight down my torso, as it was the surgeon’s contention that my skin knitting together naturally would make the closed wound stronger. I tell you this because having an open wound delayed my chemotherapy.
As I went through chemotherapy, my oncologist told me I was absolutely neating my cancer to a pulp, and he remained confident. He repeated this every other week at our appointments, all the way to my last chemo infusion. After my last chemo infusion, a CT Scan was ordered so my oncologist could examine the images to look for signs of new cancer. There was no new cancer, but two micro lesions troubled him, and during my appointment to go over the CT Scan images, he told me he revised my odds of survival to 10%, and that was if I went through a dangerous surgery. The other option was to continue on a chemotherapy regime, and that might enable me to eek out two years of life.
So, you see, waiting for the MRI results was rather nerve wracking, and my surgeon was in Europe, so I needed to wait out his return. I finally met with him Saturday for the prognosis.
My surgeon is world renowned, and I really cannot begin to express my gratitude for stumbling upon him, and getting him to take me on. He told me that I could choose chemotherapy, immunotherapy, clinical tests and extend my life that way, but I would be living with a fatal cancer hanging over me. The surgery is intimidating, rather Mary Shellyesque, something she may had conjured for her infamous novel, “Frankenstein.” It will require surrendering a body part I have grown quite accustomed to, and it is a very long surgery that will address a number of pressing issues, but he is confident, and though nothing is 100% certain, it would most likely free me of concer completely, providing me with a cancer free life.
I look at it this way: not everyone gets a chance to beat cancer, to banish it completely, and many would be so very thankful for such an opportunity. And anyone with cancer can surrender to it and die. Few get to fight cancer, and some die in the process, and fewer get to fight cancer and beat it.
It is a road less travelled that few get to journey through, and I believe it is the road I wish to journey through. Many of you have become friends, and I appreciate you all, so I wanted to update you with what I believe is very good news, despite the fact that it is a little frightening.
Thank you for your patience with me, and for all your encouragement. I domhave so e eyewear news, and will post that soon. Have a great week!
Whenever I read of your terrible and frightening experience, I feel frivolous in speaking of irrelevant eyewear, but knowing that you appreciate it and that it can be a welcome relief makes me more comfortable, thus I'll keep on doing it.