Good news the bone tumours are stable, but this is to be expected because bone mets are slow to progress. Once again my oncologist the master of understatement said this was disappointing. I have to admit that I was expecting the worst so it wasn't too much of a shock. Although my oncologist seems to think that I will fall to bits once the news has sunk in. It has and I haven't. Telling my children was hard but they fortunately have the same fatalistic attitude of their parents. Shit happens, deal with it. As I have pointed out on numerous occasions hundreds of people leave their homes every morning never to return.
More good news I have once again won the postcode lottery. I will be treated with Kadcyla. This is a combination of a monoclonal and chemotherapy drug. Basically the monoclonal attacks the cancer cell receptors and effectively injects the chemotherapy into the drug. This means that the chemotherapy side effects are less severe so I am hopeful that apart from the obligatory fatigue and possible nausea I won't lose my hair, although I'm not counting my chickens or my hair yet.
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