FlickyTailSunrise

I never expected HOPE to take the form of a protein marker, but here we are…

DrP has just called and the news is good. At the start of my journey, my disease protein markers were 906; these have now dropped to 431. Less is good. It is hoped that after Round 6, (yes, that shifty goalpost was noticed) this progres, as in tumor shrinkage, will be mirrored in the CT Scan.

DrPs analogies have taken hold of the imagination again. He describes a room full of Oncologists, split like Brexit, (48/52) none agreeing necessarily on which course of action is best. Some are Hawks, some Doves. Over the years he has become more Dove-like in his approach; recognising quality of life  over other priorities… I feel an agreeable echo in my political blood with his analogies.

So today remains a good day.

I have also been for my wig consultation. No plans for hyper glam or radical, just a suggestion of me would be enough. 💙

Wiggage is most likely later next week.

Round 4 is this Wednesday.

I continue on with HOPE.

With love 🧡