After a hellish three days of a bone marrow biopsy and scans, barely being able to walk from a sore back, waiting for hours, a gallon of apple juice and contrast, living in the bathroom, going without food, being prodded with 3 IVs, and tasting nothing but anesthesia for a day, scans have come back even cleaner than before. My lymph nodes have always been chock full of cancer - and today they're completely clean, no signs of cancer there. Things keep getting better.
New chemo may or may not happen next week or the week after. My liver tests are still slightly high. The docs want to attack while there's so little to go after, to maybe get rid of everything, but if my liver tests don't come down, they feel comfortable with giving me a break for a little while. The new chemo is supposed to lower my counts, which means I'd probably get sick and need blood again - but so far it's had a tremendous effect on the people it's been given to. So, as always, good with the bad. We'll see what happens. I feel like, if my liver functions come down and I get the chemo, it's because that's what God wanted and it's meant to be. If they don't and I take a break from chemo/treatment, then that's what God wanted and it's meant to be. Either way, the only thing I can think is that what will happen will happen and it will be for the best.
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