Saw the ENT yesterday for biopsy results. And, drumroll please, It’s back. She can’t tell me how big, bad, fast or far it is, but the pathology report indicated a positive result. Apparently the “histology is similar to my previous diagnosis of non small cell ca”.
Which is a really bad. That means that in all likely hood, I have lung cancer again. The markers indicated that it was from the lung. So, what now? I see the oncologist today at 3:00. While he will be able to give us a more concrete diagnosis I am under no illusions that the “exploring” has just begun. More tests, scans, biopsies will follow. Knowing Dr. M. it will be fast and furious from diagnosis to treatment. So today is another hurry up and wait day.
I was pleasantly surprised yesterday when there was a knock on my door and two sweet pre-teen girls were standing on my porch. They asked very politely if they could take my dogs for a walk. Me, thinking they were little go-getters and appreciating that in a person, asked what they charged for their service. “Nothing,” they replied, “we heard you were sick again and wanted to help.” I wanted to cry. I’ll have to introduce them to Mo before I’ll trust him with them, but he’s doing so great with people so I don’t think I’ll have any problems. And I will certainly not refuse such a generous offer. Last time I didn’t want to accept offers of kindness because I didn’t want to burden anyone. This time, when help is offered I will gladly accept.
I’ll follow-up with more when I know more. Love to all.