…and forward.

So it seems I’ve finished (for now) with chemotherapy. Today I saw a gynecological oncologist in Syracuse for the hot-spot in/around my left half-ovary, and she’s scheduled me for surgery this coming Thursday, October 18. Yikes! There’s also a CT- and PET-scan anomaly in my lower bowel which will be evaluated — and perhaps surgically removed — then. She’s bringing in another surgeon for that part.

How long will I be under anesthesia and on the table? We don’t know yet. And how long will I be in the hospital at Crouse? We don’t know that yet either. Not do we know where my sweetie will be staying for all of this. But he insisted we bring CDs and reports of all the latest tests from Lourdes — although Broome Oncology had sent my records — and that helped. I’d had a CT-scan since those records had been sent.

Last night we had a mini-vacation at the Genesee Grande Hotel — around the corner from the doctor’s office building and Crouse Hospital — which was a bit difficult and disappointing, but altogether relaxing.

So, the results of my appointment:

We do know that I’ll be having a complete hysterectomy — whatever is left from my two tubal pregnancies in the mid-eighties — and that everything will be evaluated for malignancy and/or not. The results will point toward future treatment and/or surgery for my lung cancer.

We also know that the ovarian cyst and tumor didn’t respond to the chemotherapy I’ve gone through — which would also have been appropriate for ovarian cancer — so there’s a likelihood it’s neither ovarian cancer not a¬†metastasis of the lung cancer.

Well, yeah — it still sucks. we may not be traveling south for my sweetie’s 72nd birthday on October 24 (bummer!). And we surely can’t host my family’s Thanksgiving this year, which we’ve enjoyed in several years past.

As a procrastinator, I’m inclined to drag my feet… but I suppose this suddenness is to the good (or so I’m told). But still… yikes.