9 is not so fine!

On this date of 09/09/09, today's scan results are pretty spooky. The good news is that the cancer is stable everywhere except for that pesky little liver. The lesions are growing and they are significantly bigger than before. There is an area of tumors on the liver that is measuring 9 centimeters! 9! Freaky huh?

I wrote out the word centimeters so you would be sure to know that it was no typo. 9 centimeters of cancerous tumors on my liver. That is a big area. Wow. I've never loved a millimeter more than I do right now.

So, Richard and I have decided to name the tumors on my liver to help with the visualizations I must do to help my body along with getting rid of them. I'm sorry for anyone born in remote areas of the country, but I think I feel better calling them Cletus, Cooter, Earl, Homer, Otis, Rufus. I think Cletus is the ringleader and we should take him out for sure. Interesting that these are all boy names, I know, but I can't imagine a girl would put me through so much rootin tootin trouble.

The next choice of medicine is IV chemo called Doxil which I'll google and freak out about later after I finish processing these latest results. I would get Doxil once a month, so that is good not to have to go to the hospital as much. And once again, getting conflicting answers to whether or not I'd lose my hair, so we'll just see. I'm actually starting to like my hair the way it is now, so I guess that means it's time for it to go. This whole process is increasingly ANNOYING, but I am glad I'm still here.

I'll report back soon on my trip to the Moffitt Cancer Center in Tampa tomorrow. I am hoping to be able to get on a clinical trial for some newer medicines and am meeting a metastatic breast cancer specialist tomorrow at 1PM-that's 09/10/09 so let's break up the crazy, ok?

Love and appreciation for all the prayers and good thoughts. Thank you for always supporting me. I love you guys!