Wednesday, April 27, 2011
I wrote this post last January documenting my bi-yearly CT scan appointment, and the positive results the scan revealed. I titled the post, "Joan - 9, Cancer - 0" because at that point, I had undergone nine CT scans over the course of three years, all with positive, "no tumor growth" results.
Yesterday marked my eleventh CT scan, with my third oncologist (moving to a new town also means finding a new specialist). This time, the results showed marked growth in the majority of my lymph node tumors, one especially in my pelvic region which has prompted a huge red flag. The "conclusion" line from the radiologist's report was one sentence: "Increasing thoracic, abdominal and pelvic adenopathy suggesting progression of lymphoma."
Cancer - 1.
Although I recognize this glimmer of hope, and will be clinging to it with both hands for the next six months, I still feel an enormous sense of defeat. Here's why:
So, I'll wear my colored ribbons and donate to my friends' 5Ks and Races for the Cure. I'll keep a positive attitude (after I'm finished purging myself with this particular dramatic pity-party I'm now composing) and smile at my friends and relatives and tell them I'm doing just fine, that I'll "show cancer who's boss!" But I know the truth. There is no score.
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