Wordle in 6 again today. I hear that it is poor form to discuss ones Wordle score, but since I have so few accomplishments otherwise, I will keep posting about these successes.
Other news is that I had a CT scan yesterday, three months after my last scan was clear. This time the doctor saw, I think he said, 6 golf ball-sized growths in my liver. He was surprised and saddened since we thought it was going to just be a routine scan.
I was, and am, strangely calm. I had gone through all the emotions during my first cancer diagnosis, though, and so pretty much all I had to say was, “Well, shit.”
I will have a biopsy this Friday and will meet with the oncologist again next week, and he said that I had options including more chemo as well as immuno-therapy but the prognosis isn’t good since the golf balls had grown so much in such a short time. I have more than 6 months but most likely less than 5 years to live is his best guess.
It’s weirdly comforting to have a time frame to get my affairs in order.
