Today I went to The Churchill Hospital in Oxford for the result of a recent CT scan. I’m feeling well and looking well so I was expecting bad news as that is so often how it goes when dealing with the Big C.
Well cutting to the chase the results were mixed. The tumours in my lungs are responding to the immunotherapy and are shrinking but the ones in my liver have begun to grow again.
I see my consultant back in Worcestershire in two weeks and he will outline my options, but realistically there won’t be many. He might put me back on some chemo, he might offer me some clinical trials in Birmingham but that is about all.
Meanwhile, Oxford will investigate me have the radioactive bead treatment repeated. This is no certainty and will be assessed on my suitability for a second go, in terms of how much radioactivity I have already had, my response to the first treatment, my current well being and so on. If it is possible it will also have to be done privately, as the NHS will not fund it.
So that is where we are right now. I hoped for better news but for now there are options. It’s a sunny day, as you can see I’m happy in my cousin’s garden and frankly I’m really fancying a pimms, which sadly is not about to appear anytime soon. Yep lacking a pimms is my biggest worry right now.
Take care and hug and kiss a loved one. Or a stranger, or a friend… X