The Best of All Possible News

Dr. Liu seemed very excited to share the CT scan results with me. It showed, as we knew already by sight, tremendous shrinkage of the lymphadenopathy under my right arm, and no new spots anywhere else in my body. My internal organs all appeared normal on the scan and my lungs are clear.

So I'm a candidate for radiation therapy, but that won't commence until 3/23 at the earliest, in order to get my scheduled trips out of the way. I have an appointment with the radiation oncologist next Tuesday, 2/16. She and Dr. Liu have determined that I should have 30 treatments, so that's six weeks, every day, M-F. I'm not quite sure how I'll get to Oyster Point every day. Apparently there is some sort of shuttle from the South SF BART station to the Kaiser Cancer Treatment Center. I'll try it for my appointment next week, but if it takes too long, I may have to join a car share program.

This is the best possible news in this crappy situation. It's news I didn't dare hope for, but am very grateful to have received. I'm celebrating by doing a little dance in my head (oh, and maybe by lighting up the hugest doobie I can roll).