Half Time Match Analysis

"Well Brian, football's a funny old game of two halves, both teams are giving it 110% out there and if that had gone into the net it would have been a goal"

So enough with the football, here's my chemo half-time report. They give you a scan after six sessions to see if it's working and I was pretty sure that something was working as I'm feeling much better than I did before the treatment started. And indeed something is, the liver metastices have shrunk by over 50%, the biggest ones are now 17 and 13 mm respectively so that's good. Not good enough for resection mind you but then the oncologist did say the chances were "very remote" they could ever operate on the liver.

So that's the good news. The not so great news is the cancer in the bowel is unchanged, which means at least it isn't getting bigger but it isn't getting smaller either. Also the couldn't find the stent which means, assuming I don't have a tumor that can dissolve metal, that it's come loose and is now probably somewhere in my septic tank at home.  Fortunately as the colon tumour isn't growing it's no big deal and they can always replace it if it becomes necessary.

I'm convinced what's done for the liver mets is the SIRT procedure and I'm now even more pleased that I lucked out by getting onto the treatment arm of the trial. However we don't actually know if that's the case so the reccomendation is to carry on with the rest of the chemo and so here I am, back in chair 10 at the day unit being infused by nasty chemicals.

It's making my nose go funny.