Friday, January 17, 2014

Is it February 2nd yet?

Why do I ask that, you might wonder?

February 2nd is Groundhog Day.

It's a silly holiday, really....but a great movie.  I haven't seen it in at least a decade, but I think it's time for a refresher, because we are caught up in it, for sure.

For those of you who have not seen it, a jerk of a guy gets caught in a loop, reliving the same day over and over and over.  Bill Murray, I love you.  Caddyshack, Meatballs, Groundhog Day, Moonrise Kingdom, Ghostbusters, Rushmore...I could go on and on.

MRI results came back, and there's no movement.  The tumor is "exactly the same as the last two MRIs".


Good, I guess?

So what does that mean? It could mean...

1.  The tumor's growth has been fully arrested by the chemotherapy.  It's locked in a stalemate.
2.  The tumor stopped growing on it's own.
3.  There is no tumor, and just scarring from the surgery and chemotherapy.
4.  There's an alien living in Amie's head.

Shelley prodded quite vociferously on point #3, and they accepted that it is a possibility....just not one they currently think is a possibility.

The only way to really KNOW if it is cancer is to open up Amie's head and go biopsy it.  At that point, they would be just as good to just cut it all out.  Once they go in for that, the possibility of it going wrong is a risk.  They don't like doing anything like that unless the need is drastic, because the risk is drastic.  If something goes wrong in the operation area, it will go catastrophically wrong, by the way they describe it.

So we're in the proverbial loop again.

They're going to evaluate the case over the weekend, and get back to us on Tuesday as to the pathway we're going to take.  Most likely it will be tweaking the chemotherapy regimen and doing another few cycles of chemo and then checking again.

Other than that stuff, things are going as well as can be.  Shelley has decided it's high time to do some sprucing up of our condo here in Howell, and has been doing lots of touch up stuff.  We transitioned Amie into a bunk bed with Anya, and did a few changes to their room as well.  I'll go take pictures of all of that in the next few days and put it up in the next blogpost.

Shelley just got done knitting this.  Yes, she's that good.  No, I'm not allowed to touch it.


Night, all.