So finally got the results on Monday and was so so scared with every day running up to it, and could not stop the feeling of sickness on the way to the hospital.
Having established that I am apparently my own jinx as everytime I rock up to these damn consultant appointments on my own they throw me 10 steps back into utter despair, I very wisely took a good friend with me. And I think I did the right thing as at last, something seems to be bloody working!!!!
The main tumour on the right side of my liver has shrunk by 10%, which the consultant said was a better response in the time frame than they would have expected. They didn't measure all the tumours( if only it was ever that simple eh?) but that was just so amazing to hear. The whole 'only 30% of patients at your stage get a positive result' thing was just such a scary thought. I had built a story in my head to how I wanted that afternoon to pan out, basically with me being able to go round to tell my mum, call my family and organise drinks with my work mates and I got to do all of it! I have to say I had about 3 glasses of champagne and a glass of wine, the most I have drunk since the night before my very first op nearly a whole year ago, and was ever so slightly tipsy. Had forgotten how that felt!
The left side, which only had a small amount of the dose didn't see any improvement so I'm booked back in for dose number 2 in 4 weeks. never looked forward to surgery so much in my life.
Yay!!!!!!
