Yes, the cancer is shrinking, but the progress has slowed, we learned today. Each spot got smaller, but by millimeters.
Still, progress is progress. And since the chemo isn't too harsh, we're going to go for another couple rounds to see what happens.
Dr. Neel is going to stop one of the drugs -- called Avastin -- which isn't actually a chemotherapy as much as it's a complement to chemotherapy. At least that's how I understand it. And everyone knows I'm not good at anything having to do with science or math...
Anyway, it's taking its toll on Mike's blood pressure and kidney function. And he was on it in combination with another drug last fall. So the thinking is, it didn't work then and it's causing some harmful side effects now, so let's stop just that one. We'll be heading back to the chemo room next Wednesday.
Mike's a little teed off that the chemo might be slowing. But not to worry. I am carrying the hope for the both of us. I think any reduction is good and I think we could see even more. Damn it.
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I'm pretty sure that cancer got a taste of Mike's hot, Garden State blood and decided it can't handle it.
Either that, or it's because he's a fan of Philly teams. And you know how Philly fans are. They throw snowballs at Santa. --mh
Weird. I had shots of Avastin in my eyes. I blame this place.
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