I Really thought I would be sharing different news today, but unfortunately, I’m facing radiation again 😩
The lung nodule we had planned to treat in January (which I ended up canceling because it had actually remained stable since the previous scans) has continued to grow again. Because of its proximity to my heart and major blood vessels, the bigger it gets, the riskier treatment gets. I therefore need to do radiation. Soonest I can meet with the radiation oncologist is Monday, and then we move forward with a plan.
The anger, grief, and despair I am feeling are all-consuming. Every hit with this cancer shit feels like a diagnosis all over again. I SO thought this was my turning point. That things were moving in a better direction, and I could take some time to distance myself from the intensity of it all. To feel a little normal again. To continue to heal, instead of adding more insult to injury. I have worked SO hard to heal! To learn everything I possibly can, get as many tools under my belt as possible, experiment, and address every corner of health I can in order to get better… but here I sit. Needing radiation again.
I don’t know how to move forward yet. My days are already consumed with trying to take care of myself. I don’t know how much more I can do. It’s already not sustainable. I don’t know where the balance is. I don’t know how to maintain hope in times like this. I feel like I’m barely living; all it seems like I do is try to keep from dying.
I’m so tired of only being able to live and plan in these small chunks of time, and even then, stuff can still completely go to shit. And yes, I know Everyone’s plans can go out the window, but I legitimately cannot safely plan anything anymore, and have to fear for my life on top of it all.
The positive news is that nothing new showed up on the scans, and the remaining lung nodules have essentially remained stable. I am aware of these good pieces of information, but right now, it’s really hard to get and maintain a grip on everything.
I’m feeling foolish and heart broken… maybe I’m crazy for expecting miracles. But I refuse to accept that this could take me down.



