Busy news day

As I was driving out of town on Friday, I found out that today was the time for moving my port. This involved removing it from the left side of my chest and inserting it on the right. This is day surgery but when I got there I found out that an overnight bed had been reserved for me 'just in case'. Is there nothing in my life that doesn't have drama??

The operation went OK but I ended up very sore on the right side with big time bruising already. I have herceptin scheduled for tomorrow but I'm not letting them near that port until it stops hurting. Thinking about that makes my eyes water.

I stayed at the hospital until my afternoon appointment with the oncologist rolled around. He had a lot of news:

- I need an enhanced MRI to see what is going on in my head. There's three choices, the tumour's bigger (bad news), there is a chemo reaction called necrosis which can occur when the chemo inflames the previous site of an operation (bad news as it can require treatment), or nothing new (good news). No date for it yet.
- My last round of chemo didn't work. The liver cancer continues to grow with a new spot evident. So the chemo continues. The new chemo is a pill I take twice a day for two weeks, then one week off, then more pills. Great news - my hair won't fall out and it won't make me fat. I told the doctor that was my best birthday present. I start it tomorrow. Well of course there's a dark side to the pill chemo. You can get a reaction where the skin on your hands and feet peel off. I think I'll notice that.
- The bone scan is 'really tricky' to read. The report wondered if there was something going on in one vertebrae. This spot has been seen before and thought to be a dead tumour that left a space. Anyway the treatment for it would be the same as I'm going to be taking anyway.

I'm very tired. Why does the final hockey game have to be tonight?

Love
Carolin