Kadcyla the wonder drug clearly ins't enough of a wonder drug as it hasn't worked for me. What is so annoying is that all the various aches and pains I had were disappearing and thus lulling me in to a false sense of security.
Having said that there is always a little alarm bell that rings, so when the lovely oncoligist gives the bad news, it's not entirely unexpected. Interestingly, the tumours in my lungs appear to have disappeared and my bone tumours are stable, it is only the ones in my liver that are being a pain, both literally and figuratively.
What happens next is yet more, different treatment. I will be on Capecitabine which is an oral chemotherapy, which means 1 tablet, twice a day for two weeks and then a week off. As with all these things there are side effects, very sore hands and feet, dodgy bowels, hair thining and all the rest. Assuming that these don't work then there is yet another line of attack. In the world of cancer treatment "having a plan" is very important.
As you can imagine I am feeling a little sorry for myself. I think what bothers me more than anything else, is that if I were to be killed by the proverbial bus today, I'd have no time to worry, being told that my horizon is not quite as far away (or possibly it is) as I had initially anticipated is bit like having the sword of Damocles dangling above me.
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