Boiler wrote:
Lab results came back as cancerous, but luckily it was very small, like the ball on a ball point pen. They removed it and some of the wall and it hadn't spread into the wall yet. So he pretty much thinks its all gone. So I'm fine today, no longer pissing fire either...
Just going to have to watch it forever. I am going to talk to some oncologists to make sure we're taking the right approach.
Just kind of sucks, I'm not worried about it hurting me today, but having to catch any regrowths from now until forever sucks the big one. My doctor said something like "you might go three years without seeing another tumor". That wasn't exactly encouraging to me, the thought that every three years or less I'll probably have to catch it in time again. Oh well, I guess I'm healthy today so I'm blessed in that regard.
And yep, 20 years of smoking making it tough, but I'm quitting....slowly.
Chip, let's hope it is gone.
I too once had a malignant soft tissue tumor in my left armpit. Originally I thought it was a cyst and procrastinated with it during the time I was dealing with my late wife's battle with breast cancer. Just before she passed, that "bump" in my armpit ballooned on me. So I went to her Surgeon and he told me there was only one guy who could help me. So I went to see him at the University of Chicago Hospital, and he confirmed the worst. Meanwhile, my wife lost her fight and I began radiation treatment for 6 weeks.
At the end of that time frame, my Surgeon told me if the radiation didn't shrink the tumor, he would have to take my left shoulder and arm. He basically ran his hand from the left side of my neck down to the left side of my waist. This was where he would cut away.
Meanwhile, I had a 2 week break. During the first week, I had 3 doses of chemotherapy - the 24 hour drip method from a tube I would wear home. I did this for 3 days straight. During the second week break, at that time I told the surgeon he wasn't going to take my shoulder and arm. He said, okay, we will hope for the best.
So I began another 6 weeks of radiation treatments. Mind you both 6 week periods were 5 days a week. So to jump ahead, I underwent 4 1/2 hours of surgery and three days later he came into my hospital room to tell me the cancer was confined to the tumor, the tumor was dead, and I was cancer free. He said "We did your way, and you were right". I looked at him and said; "Well I may have been right, but you're my hero".
I can tell you, when you're fighting cancer, the love and support from friends and family makes it easier to keep that positive attitude you need to beat the disease.
For the first year after, I went for check-ups every 6 months. Now I see him once a year. So far, so good.
I hope this ordeal is over for you.