Well, folks, it looks like we are going to have to relaunch Mission: Remission. I got some news yesterday that was wholly unexpected, very disconcerting, and unwelcome, to say the least.
As I posted, I had blood drawn for my routine 6-week check-up. I was very much looking forward to celebrating another low CEA, and bidding 2012 goodbye.
Cancer had other plans.
My CEA was up to 3.1. Shit. I immediately went to the clinic, and asked to see a nurse, my doctor - anyone. Within 30 minutes, my port was accessed. Within 90 minutes, I was in the CT machine.
This, my friends, is one of the many blessings of being treated at CTCA.
I decided not to stick around, waiting for results and pacing the floor. I didn't make it ten minutes from the hospital when I took a call from Dr. Granick.
They found a mass in my pelvis, 12 cm/4 inches.
Son of a bitch.
He and I talked, and based on the location, etc., he was thinking it was ovarian cancer. The good news is that my lung tumors appears to still be stable, and my lymph nodes are still within normal range.
Silver lining, people. Silver lining.
Dr. Granick ordered more blood work to test me for the CA 125 levels. This is a marker for ovarian cancer. Normal range is under 30. Mine is at 80.3.
It looks like I'm going to have to change my title to 3 time cancer survivor.
At this point, the only thing that I really know is that I am going to have to have surgery to remove the mass. I have a routine med-onc appointment on Wednesday to meet with Dr. Granick, and he has already scheduled me in with the gynecological oncologist, Dr. Farley, for Thursday morning first thing. I'm assuming that I'll know more on Thursday, and have a better game plan.
I've called people (if I missed you, I apologize...) and most have asked how I'm doing.
Well, I'm pissed. Royally, monumentally pissed. I'm tired. Mentally exhausted. And, I'm ready for the fight.
But, I'm going to need your help. Please....please send up prayers, good mojo, whatever you believe in....my family and I are going to need it. I don't know what 2013 is going to bring, but I'm still hopeful.
As soon as I know more, y'all will know. Meantime, I'm going to do my best to live the hell out of this weekend. I'm going to a formal masquerade ball on Monday night, and I'm determined to have a good time. Wednesday and Thursday are going to come soon enough.
Let's do this....engage, my army! Engage....