I saw the transplant doctor. The encapsulated tumor is the size of a baseball, it can spontaneously burst any second of any day and I will bleed to death. I have had that happen twice already but somehow lived but this bleed out I could not survive. A transplant looks unlikely but it's possible the tumor could shrink small enough if they inject the tumor using chemo imbolization or either inject it with radiation. The conclusion is there is a chance because it shrinks I will live a bit longer and with a real stroke of luck the cancer size would be reduced then I could be put on the transplant list. On the island, there are 15 transplants done a year. Not very many because all donors have to come from these islands. We are too far away from anywhere for a liver to reach here other than our islands. Reality looks far more like I might live to see 65, that's December, I could easily die soon after that. I was not encouraged to attach to the hope of transplant. I am in shock but not surprised. It's clear to me the struggle I am living.