I started my Monday off with a visit to the Kellogg Cancer Center with about 8,000 people who apparently had the same agenda. The place was packed. You would have thought Oprah was there giving cars away if you saw how people were lining up to get in. YOU get a cure and YOU get a cure! I noticed that all of the others had wrinkles and soft white hair, so I guess my light blonde was as close as I could come to fitting in. The crowd is on the more mature side, if you didn't already catch my drift. The nursing staff have to put up with a lot of complaining from people in the waiting room, luckily we can joke about their absurdity. So many of these people get extremely irritated when there are long wait times. I just want to shake them, like "HELLO, these people are working to save your life so show a little respect." Patience wouldn't hurt them either. They also like to glare at you if you come to the waiting room after them and get taken earlier. I mean please, we are all here for the same reason - to not be sick, so relax why don't you?
They took me back to a room where I waited to see my surgical oncologist. He was astounded by what he found and what he found, was that MY TUMORS WERE GONE! After only two infusions, this "miracle drug" seems to be pretty damn miraculous. The tumor had grown so big so quickly that it even became uncomfortable to lay on. It only a matter of time before I would have to name the thing and it was almost completely gone. We wouldn't know if I was totally cancer-free until PET scans and MRIs were done, but at least there had been progress. They told me I would most likely continue these infusions for another year unless I begin to develop symptoms characteristic of an auto-immune disease. Things are looking up.
They took me back to a room where I waited to see my surgical oncologist. He was astounded by what he found and what he found, was that MY TUMORS WERE GONE! After only two infusions, this "miracle drug" seems to be pretty damn miraculous. The tumor had grown so big so quickly that it even became uncomfortable to lay on. It only a matter of time before I would have to name the thing and it was almost completely gone. We wouldn't know if I was totally cancer-free until PET scans and MRIs were done, but at least there had been progress. They told me I would most likely continue these infusions for another year unless I begin to develop symptoms characteristic of an auto-immune disease. Things are looking up.