Go Bones

That's how we trombone moms embarrass our kids before their performances in the Lenape auditorium.  This time, however, I'm referring to my actual bones.  I found out today that the cancer wasn't just in my liver, it was in my bones.  Dr. Fox told me that, then explained what it meant.  I didn't hear a word of what it meant, because my brain got stuck as soon as he said it.  No, not stuck.  It started rambling, as it always does when my life takes a sudden turn.  Thoughts came fast and furious.  I remembered to ask a couple questions, such as how we could trust that the cancer wasn't anywhere else in my body, what this meant in June, whether bone cancer is responsible for my back problems.  In order, Dr. Fox's responses were:  He is confident that the cancer isn't anywhere else in my body.  Breast cancer generally metastasizes to bones, lungs, or liver.  He could see about 2/3 of my lungs on the CT scans, and they're clean.  Plus, I have no trouble with lung function.  In June, the liver was the primary concern, so it didn't mean anything because it would respond to the Ixebipelone if the liver did.  He has no idea if my pain in the fall was because of the bone cancer.  He says it could've been, but he's not sure.

So, he told me it's not a big deal at all.  In fact, bone cancer doesn't easily show up on CT scans, but healed cancerous spots appear on scans as white areas.  Apparently the chemo has healed my bones without my ever knowing they needed healing.  However, Dr. Fox says my bones are now more susceptible to breakage, and I have to get a shot of something I should've had him write down for me every month.  I had the shot today.  It goes into my belly, which is still numb from the TRAM flap, so I didn't even feel that little pinch.  And there are no side effects to it.  Essentially, it's just about meaningless that I've been walking around with bone cancer.

Then why has it been bothering me so much today that I have a headache?  Maybe it's brain cancer.