The tumor board of hope

After my shower this morning, I came out to discover a voicemail from Dr. T. That's right kids... today is tumor board day! Since I don't exactly have his direct line, I called into his office and left all possible contact numbers for me today. Unfortunately the wait for a return call gave me plenty of time to think about all the things that we had talked about on Tuesday, especially about "buying (me) more time." Man, I hate the way that sounds. I HATE IT.

When Dr. T called back, it made me so happy to hear what sounded like happiness in his voice. The discussion about me with the tumor board this morning had gone well. Many ideas were talked about and the conclusion reached is for me to have wedge resections done on my liver around the most exterior mets and possibly ablation on the more interior one. To look into this plan further, I will be meeting with Dr. C, liver surgeon, next Wednesday. The call makes me feel optimistic! Hopeful! Prepared! Encouraged! Ready! Now we just need to wait 6 weeks for the Avastin to clear from my system. Tick. Tock.

Dr. T seems confident that this plan is going to be put into action, so my chemo for Tuesday has been canceled.