I saw my oncologist today after having a new scan with contrast. The good news is that my NSCLC hasn't visibly grown in comparison to the xray on June 1st and is around 1" diameter. I am feeling very well at the moment, fit and active, and putting on weight. The cancer is still in my left upper lobe and the lymph glands in the centre of my chest have grown a little, but I have no cancer elsewhere. None at all. I was very pleased to hear that.
The bad news is that my cancer is incurable. The palliative radiotherapy that worked so well to drastically reduce the tumour cannot be repeated, and chemotherapy will not get rid of 'my' type of cancer, but it may extend my life by a few months (but it was emphasised that it would only be a few months but the chemo would make me ill for a few months so somewhat of a trade off). My cancer doesn't have the 'markers' that makes treatment successful.
I will meet with someone who specialises in chemotherapy in a couple of weeks, get more information, and then make a decision whether to pursue chemo or not.
I am pretty depressed at the moment, when I should be grateful for having had one reprieve thanks to the palliative radiotherapy and for having these few good months when I expected none. I cannot bear the thought of being totally dependent on help from others, as I have been fiercely independent my whole life. I can care for others, but hate having to accept it. Silly, I know, but that's me. I'll let you know what I decide but best leave that until I have overcome the shock of being told there is little that can help me.
I hope everyone else is doing well, and I wish you a bright, happy and healthy future.