Thursday, September 18, 2014

The Results Are In (Can I Get A Hooray?!)

I just realized I've been slow to post the latest update, so for those who haven't heard, the PET results came back and the news was great.  The spot in question is smaller and the oncologist said everything looks good.  We're meeting with him next week, so it will be interesting to hear his opinion on proposed next steps and if/when they'd recommend I move ahead with the reconstruction process.

The fact that the scan showed reduction in size further reinforced my gut belief that what they were seeing was a normal function of my body's healing process and results of the treatment protocol.  (The oncologist may or may not agree with that statement, but I always remember that he's not familiar with my treatment and therefore can't be expected to anticipate or interpret how it would affect my scans.  The conventional docs need to be cautious, for all kinds of reasons, not the least of which that I don't fit into their "box" treatment-wise, so part of me expects they may always question my scans for the possibility of recurrence.  This is something I'll work to live with, adjusting my reaction to their concern accordingly where necessary).

I've sent the results down to Dr. Perez in Mexico and await his feedback on both the scan and the timing of our trip for my next round of autolgous cell therapy.  At this point, it looks like we'll go down to Angeles in October or November.

In the meantime, we are celebrating.  I had my first margarita and glass of wine (not together, of course - blech!) in about six months and toasted the great news with members of my tribe over the weekend.

In addition, Dave, Charlie and I thought a great way to celebrate would be to run the Race for the Cure that occurred here in Cleveland last Saturday.  We got down there, all suited up and ready to run - we'd even made our own t-shirts - but no sooner had we arrived at the starting area than the sky opened up and it started to pour.  The mommy in me couldn't let our two year old get soaked and cold over the course of the race, so we called it early.  We did get our run in, but it was the route back to the car.

However, we staged the moment of triumph after we got home with this shot of my drowned rat-looking self sporting my homestyled shirt.  Definitely not my best look and certainly not a professional job on the attire, but I was proud to own my truth.

I did, after all, kick cancer on MY terms and leave my maraca in Mexico.

Update 9/19/14: I heard back from my doctor in Mexico, who reviewed the PET report as well.  He indicated it looks good and that we are on the right course.  In his words, my lymph node has a right to be a little enlarged.  You bet it does, doc!  My little warrior lymph nodes are totally rocking at this healing thing!  Here's to respecting the nodes and their ability to do their jobs :).


Marcy said...

sorry you guys got rained out! but AWESOME shirt!! love it!! xoxox

Kelly Stofko said...

Love the posts Kel! Glad that things are going well! Smiles all the way!

Anonymous said...

You are just amazing! Thank you so much for the hour long conversation the other day. It really gave me hope for my upcoming challenges. Your blog is great. Not sure if I can follow all of it but you make it easier for me. Seems you've thought of everything. I thank you and wish you continued good luck in your journey!

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