Bill and I met with the oncologist today. We got some good news. My CA 19-9 blood test was 134, down from 197. He also talked about the ct scan. There wasn't any new stuff on the scan. The liver looks like it has healed from the radiation recall in June that damaged the liver and landed me in the hospital.
The last 2 rounds of chemotherapy we tried to do weekly chemo for 3 weeks with the 4th week off. Each time I was only able to do 2 weeks of chemo, because of low blood counts (white blood cells). Now we are going to do a higher dose of chemotherapy every other week. The day after chemo, I will get a shot that will help bring the white blood cells up, so low blood counts aren't a problem. The shot has some side effects like bone pain, fever, fatigue, etc. Hopefully, the side effects aren't too bad for me.
The deck is almost done. There are 2 railing pieces that need to be put in place and a set of stairs built.
That is it for now.
Michelle
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This blog documented Michelle McDonough's healing journey as she recovered from Cholangiocarcinoma, or Bile Duct cancer. Michelle was diagnosed with stage 4 cancer in December 2008 and passed away on July 6, 2010. This page remains as a memorial to the strength and courage of this amazing woman.
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About Me
Patience
Subsumed in the river of time,
I move from day to day to day.
Often battered by rock and shoal,
when minutes creep and crawl,
and Dread, that silent mummer,
freezes heart and soul.
Then at times, the river sweeps ahead,
deep and fast, smooth sailing.
That's when Hope, my old friend,
done up in a guise of good news,
brings light and cool comfort,
and rumors of health on the mend.
Thus I travel life's stream,
by water now laggard, now hasty.
Yet mindful of what must be,
the river endures, in a timeless way,
intent upon its distant goal,
of sunlit sand and open sea.
JR Hume
March, 2009
"for Michelle"
I move from day to day to day.
Often battered by rock and shoal,
when minutes creep and crawl,
and Dread, that silent mummer,
freezes heart and soul.
Then at times, the river sweeps ahead,
deep and fast, smooth sailing.
That's when Hope, my old friend,
done up in a guise of good news,
brings light and cool comfort,
and rumors of health on the mend.
Thus I travel life's stream,
by water now laggard, now hasty.
Yet mindful of what must be,
the river endures, in a timeless way,
intent upon its distant goal,
of sunlit sand and open sea.
JR Hume
March, 2009
"for Michelle"
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