If you aren't my friend on Facebook, you've had to wait for the official news. Sorry.
I should have noticed that my doctor walked into the room smiling, but I didn't. I was too busy bracing myself for what might be more bad news.
And as he said: "Would I have walked in here smiling if I had bad news for you?"
So that's the good news; we got good news.
Everything is shrinking. Chemo is working. The tumors are responding as they should.
I've mainly focused on the one tumor because it was the only confirmed cancer in my lungs. It was also the largest at 7.1mm. But I knew there were several other mystery dots that were most likely tumors because they were also growing. The pulmonologist just never bothered to find them because they were so small and because frankly, one tumor was all the confirmation we needed.
Though much of the scan report is slightly confusing, my doctor assured us that the news was good and the "overall number of the lung nodules appear to be decreasing. None of the lesions identified appears to be larger than the previous study."
As of now, the plan is to continue on with another 3 months of fun (5 more treatments) and then take a break and do some maintenance chemo. In my case, maintenance will mean me and my pump with no side effects hopefully. As I let it all sink in, I'm adding to my list of questions. When I'm sitting with your doctor letting the goodness sink in, questions are the last thing on my mind.
I wonder if I'll continue chemo until everything is complete gone.
I wonder if the tumors eventually give up and become inactive.
I wonder if surgery will ever be an option; especially as it becomes more obvious what is a tumor and what isn't.
In the mean time, I'll bask in the glory of cancer-killing power and enjoy chemo for what it is and what it does.