That was one of the first things my new doctor said to me. His plan is if you can't kill the cancer cells then kill the many cells that feed cancer cells. Eventually the cancer cells weaken and sometime after that, enough cancer cells die that you can live with it for a while. At least that's how the theory goes.
Sounds simple but there are some pretty large drawbacks. First, it takes a while. Cancer can still grow even while you're taking the medicine because you're not killing them.
Second, it depends on clinical trials. The drugs are new and experimental and almost all are in clinical trials across the country. So you can't just go to the doctor and get an injection. You have to wait and look around.
That's where I've run into trouble. My doctor wants to get me into one of two trials but neither start for the next three weeks. In the meantime, I have to bide my time and hope the cancer doesn't spread to any place important. The best the doc can do is get me some drugs to slow the spread a little. It's sort of the way it goes.
The third negative is because these drugs are new, the side effects can be quite adventuresome. I'll try to be clear about what's happening to me on the blogs so you can feel like you're right there with me puking away.
My doctor won't give me a timeline of my life expectancy. I would imagine it's because this is so hit or miss. Sort of alarming. Obviously, now it's a real long shot of ever completely kicking this. But that's perfectly fine with me. I'm okay with having cancer. I'm not okay with dying from cancer.
In the meantime, my body's really sore and I got nodes popping up all over. I can't lift much with my right arm because of a node that's digging into my shoulder and I can't lift much with my left arm because of a node on my shoulder and one on my chest. So when I hold the baby I try to balance her. She's getting chunky so I don't know how much longer that'll work. I'm very tired because my body is busy fighting the cancer. I look like crap, worse than I feel. The kids still don't know anything's wrong. Sort of hard to tell them.