In 9 days Will has his scan after two rounds of chemo. He's feeling well at the moment - the pain meds have really made a difference and today he was doing just great. He's continuing physical therapy and eating well. We went out for coffee and he had two donuts so I was happy.
His visible skin lesions have all seemed to reduce, some pretty well, in size. However, I'm getting almost paralyzed with fear anticipating the scans. His sister is warning me to get hospice lined up (I do have info on that if he needs it but they can't do anything unless he stops treatment, according to the guidelines we were told).
I'm trying to be optimistic but realistic. On July 9, we were told his liver was badly compromised by the melanoma and it was acting aggressively based on comparisons with a scan done four weeks earlier. It is unreasonable to think that if the cancer in his liver was still as aggressive he'd be at least a bit sicker than he was at that point by now? Or am I engaging in wishful thinking? He's less ill, from what I can tell, than he was six weeks ago, not more. He even went into Chicago to visit someone on Monday using the train.