A Definite Diagnosis and a Plan...

June 29, 2022

Finally…

Four months of tests and I now have a diagnosis.

Metastatic lobular breast cancer with metastasis to peritoneum, ascites, and possibly bone cancer.

Is it tough to hear this? Yes.

It means that the breast cancer that I fought nineteen years ago was not defeated, just pushed back. It has been lurking, slowly growing, and waiting for a moment to resurface elsewhere in my body. The cancer cells that are sprinkled throughout my abdomen are EXACTLY the same breast cancer cells.

My reaction? All the things cancer can NOT DO. The words out of the oncologist’s mouth were clear and POSITIVE: ”This is serious. But although it’s not curable, it’s treatable.”

So, it begins. I have already started one medication. Another starts in a couple of weeks, once I recover from the surgery. As I mentioned earlier, I now have a chemo port in my chest that they’ll use to draw blood for tests. No poking me with a needle every two weeks.

This treatment should work to slow the growth and spread of the cancer for 2-5 years, before it develops a resistance. Then, we go from there. Who can tell what new treatments will be available then?

I couldn’t get to this point, this state of mind, without you my friends. Please, keep all the prayers and positivity coming, and please remember all the things cancer CANNOT do.

Love you.

And thank you to the person who posted online the image we’ve borrowed and inserted here. Much love to you.

 

We’ve been resisting this, but some of our friends have been pressing us to let them help. Medical costs are gradually mounting, so…if you care to make a donation, our PayPal address is

NikooandJim@gmail.com