On friday mummy went to sign up for a trial that her new oncologist suggested. He sounds like a very encouraging doctor and I have noticed a more positive attitude in her since she started treatment with him. In there first meeting he did not give a prognosis like the other oncologist and really stressed how different every patients case was; he even cited an example of one of his patients living for ten years after an incurable diagnosis.
I am really happy that she has decided to do the trial and luckily she was given the group that I was really hoping for. She will now have a vaccine along side the chemo. I have done a bit of research and it is called immunotherapy, designed to teach mummy's immune system to recognise certain proteins the cancer makes, hopefully helping her own system kill some of the cancerous cells.
Yesterday was the beginning of Mummy's first chemotherapy cycle. She has to go every monday to have an IV of one type and with another she takes pills every morning and evening. It is these pills that makes her feel ill and already you can see she is more tired and gets really shivery.
I realised this morning that this battle is not only going to be about keeping mummy with us for as long as possible, but also about her quality of life. For now I feel relieved that she is having the best treatment possible. Sometimes my mind wonders to thoughts of a few months time but I stop myself and remember that today we are all together and that is all I can ask for.
