My, how time flies when you're having fun!
I can not believe that today marks my sixth treatment of T-DM1. This means we have been kicking this cancer without hesitation for 15 weeks. It also means that it is time for my second set of post-treatment scans, which will be taken on April 15th. Good thing my taxes are already done, or else I'd be stressing!
Seriously, I would be lying if I said I wasn't a little nervous about these scans, because they are high-stakes for me. I knew without a doubt that the first set of scans would be good because I could feel the regression of the tumor in the breast. Now that the only tumor I can feel externally is virtually gone, I no longer have a marker to assure me that things are continuing to go well. Now, mind you, I don't think things are growing like wild-fire or anything like that, but what concerns me is the possibility of stagnation or slight progression. Stagnation wouldn't be terrible news, but any progression, no matter how small, is cause for my removal from the study. So please pray that there will be none whatsoever.
I have no reason to believe that the news will be anything other than good, but I also don't want to be so naive as to believe that there isn't any possiblility of less than stellar news. So, I will continue to pray, have faith that all things are possible in God and, in the end, whatever happens I will have peace with.
In the meantime, it's off to sleep so those T-DM1 trojan horses can find their entry gates and deliver their poison. A beautiful thing.