I suppose completely clean scans were too much to hope for considering what I've gone through this summer. But you know me... hope, hope, hope. All things considered, though, My Oncologist and I realize I came away in better shape than I could have. At least, that's what I'm telling myself right now.
- Bone scan: Clean
- Chest CT: Previously radiated pulmonary nodes continue to show decrease in size. No new evidence of metastases.
- Abdominal CT: Clean
- Pelvic CT: Clean
- Brain MRI: 6 mm nodule in left anterior temporal lobe. Possibility of additional puncate mets in deep right parietal lobe sulcus cannot be ruled out.
So, game plan: I am going to have the 6 mm nodule duly fried via gamma knife as quickly as possible. After nearly three years of faithful service, I am ditching Taxotere and adding Abraxane to my treatment regimen. It will be given in combination with Avastin. The hope here is that shaking up the chemo will be what I need to cream the possible mets that cannot be ruled out and get me into a stable holding pattern. Again. A long one, please.
Assuming my insurance company goes with the flow, I start my new regimen on Friday. This coincides with my last planned IV Ig treatment. I am now down to 20 mg of prednisone per day and today's platelet count, just for the hell of it, is 125.
I'm moving forward, peeps. Keep up.