Alas, the news is in. My latest CA125 has increased from 21 last month to above normal 36 this week. I’ll be seeing the oncologist next week, probably a CT scan within the next couple of weeks and then we’ll know what and where we’re dealing with. As I mentioned before the options will be chemo (agh!), abdominal surgery (double-agh!) or radiation/cyberknife (Paul, which organ have you decided on?)
But hey, life goes on. I feel great, a little fat and sassy and as they say, “it’s hell to get old, but better than the alternative.” If my mother, at the age of 94 who is blind and uses a walker full-time, can still go to the gym and ride a bicycle for 30 minutes three times a week, who am I to whine about anything?
My life is awesome!
Love you all,
Big Giant Nysh