Even after 2.5 years, this 'new normal' still seems surreal.
New chemo plus anti-angiogenesis...check-check.
Drop the chemo and stay with anti-angiogenesis...check.
Stable for 17 months...check-check-and check.
Slight progression...double crap!
I'll get my first of five SBRT (stereotactic body radiation therapy) treatments tomorrow aimed at the culprit hiding out in scar tissue formally known as The Primary. I'm very grateful that I am eligible for SBRT, we all believe it is quickly and effectively going to do the trick with little risk. But I didn't want progression, even just a little, and I don't want to need radiation or chemo or anything else. Yet, I am grateful for chemo and drugs and radiation and I am thankful to be alive.
This is what 'keeping it real' looks like.