1. The cancer has spread to my bones. This is called bone metastasis, and it’s not a particularly good sign.
2. The cancer in the lymph nodes in my chest now shows “near-complete resolution” with “minimal hypermetabolic activity.” This is GREAT NEWS and as far as I’m concerned, it’s at least a minor miracle. Not to use the word lightly around my friends the nuns or anything, but really? Near complete resolution? Awesome.
We just have to work on the cancer in my bones now, adding Zometa infusions once every four or twelve weeks to strengthen the bones and (hopefully) slow the cancer’s growth as the Femara continues to block the estrogen that feeds it. I say once every four OR twelve weeks because we don’t know yet. I’ve agreed to join another clinical trial and recieve whichever treatment the randomizer assigns me to receive.
Experimental research is important. Just because the last clinical trial was so hard on me doesn’t mean this one will be – and every little piece of knowledge helps the researchers plan treatment not only for me but for the women and men who come after me. Bone mets happen to 70% of breast cancer patients, they say, and we need to find ways to control their growth until they can be stopped. So I’m off to start another clinical trial, with my first infusion tomorrow. I’m hopeful.