Wordle in five tries today. I am also pretty good at the Spelling Bee and the sudokus from the NYT. Word puzzles and counting make me happy.
So, the oncologist confirmed his first diagnosis of small cell carcinoma in the liver. I will begin chemotherapy next week. It will be the same regime as for the first cancer: three days of infusion every three weeks x 4. With luck, this will slow or reverse the growths. However, as he said, this is very bad and this will eventually kill me because even if my liver gets better, the cancer will migrate to another location. After this treatment, he will assess my case and take it from there.
My slightly crazy, blown-dandelion hair will fall out. I don’t know yet if I will have my head close-cropped again or just let it go as it wants.
I’m glad that Sweetie will have his sister around so that they can take care of one another. I have put down the Night Shift shawl in order to finish a pair of socks for him.
