Now it’s stage 4. Bugger me!
Sorry for the rude language but when I saw the surgeon a couple of weeks ago he suggested the rectal tumour was stage 3 but wanted the liver scanned again. Saw the lovely oncologist this afternoon and there are two very small bits in my liver, one at the top one at the other end. Chemo starts on Tuesday. The chemo is xelox and would you know my oncologist is one of the guys who developed it about 15 years ago. I feel I’m in good hands. I didn’t ask what the prognosis was as I know it all depends on response to treatment. I’m shell shocked and weepy but currently still angry and fiesty. Who knew a wee head could multitask to that extent? Bring it on!