My local oncologist told me yesterday that I am in decline: Erratic fevers, chills, sweats, shortness of breath, fatigue, heart palpitations are all part of this decline. He also pointed out that my transfusions are becoming less effective and beneficial. He didn't specifically say it, but he left me with the distinct impression that the end may be near. However, in ten days, on February 2nd, I will begin my 5th round of chemotherapy, but this time, with some kind of experimental drug. If the combination works, I might continue to beat the odds and live far longer than I ever expected. The chemotherapy leaves me very weak and tired for two weeks or more. If all goes well, I will start feeling better around the 20th of the month. According to the International Prognosis Scoring System, I had a median life expectancy of only 4 or 5 months, but I am still alive and kicking almost 9 months after the diagnosis of this disease.
No comments:
Post a Comment