An actual update!
I’ve been slow to add anything here, because I didn’t want Nancy’s amazing opening to get buried.
So stop reading now and skip down one entry if you haven’t read it yet. This woman is Florence Nightingale and the fourth (and more humorous) Bronte sister rolled into one.
I can’t begin to tell you how much I count on her, need her, and just plain love her. A lot.
So...where was I?
Tuesday was our first visit to the neurologist since they told me to lay down and don’t get up until my hard candy coated shell arrived from the lab. The crushed vertebrae was how we – like I had anything to do with it - discovered the Multiple Myeloma. A lump had grown against the T-11 (or T-12, I forget) vertebrae, weakening it, causing it to be compressed by the two surrounding it.
What we found out was that the radiation treatments must have knocked the lump down, because it seems to be healing. At the rate we’re going, we’re told that in six short weeks I should be able to lose the back brace. And even better - with no surgery needed!
Actual honest-to-goodness good news.
Nothing much to speak of in the chemo department. But that's ok. No major side effects, and we're slowly getting back on track after the recent Influenza A visit to the hospital for a couple of days and a pause in treatment.
Nancy is feeding me all the protein we can find, trying to get me to regain the weight lost over the months of back pain. It’s slowly coming back. And so are we.
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