Tuesday, 8 October 2013

Pseudothingy

We saw Dr G last week, before chemotherapy itself.  He said we will have the fourth session of chemotherapy (which took place on Wednesday) and then there would a CT scan, then a rethink.

He says, it's difficult to tell what's going on - hopefully this CT will give us more of an idea.  It's possible that what we saw before was Pseudoprogression.  If you understand correctly this means there is scarring, caused by a good reaction to treatment, which also looks like progression of one or more tumours.  So, pseudoprogression looks bad...but is good.  It seems that even oncology consultants don't have all the answers, and at times are making a best guess based on all the evidence available.

As ever, the chemotherapy floors you, leaves you tired, nauseous, listless, on another plane.  It is possible, even likely, you won't get Cisplatin again.  Thank ****.  Then, this morning, the CT scan.  No breakfast and warm iodine before 9am.  Urgh.  The nurse is so nice to you, it stops you in your tracks.  Nothing, but nothing, penetrates like the kindness of strangers.