I waited and waited and finally paged the doc myself to get her biopsy results. Her explanation was a little too complex for me, but the bottom line is that the chemo is making some kind of difference in her spinal fluid.
So we will go from there. Blasting away at the cancer, in hopes that we can clear it up long enough to get her to transplant, which the doctor said is her only medical hope for a cure. The terror of transplant that I had has paled in comparison with the thought that she could die really soon. If we didn't treat her, she would have about 2 weeks left. So now transplant, and the isolation and inconvenience of living in Boston for 3 months looks pretty darn good.
My parents have a plastic children's slide on their deck, and Paige spent quite a while today climbing up the ladder, counting to 10, and then sliding down. She also waits at the top and says "....and beyond!"
So we will go from there. Blasting away at the cancer, in hopes that we can clear it up long enough to get her to transplant, which the doctor said is her only medical hope for a cure. The terror of transplant that I had has paled in comparison with the thought that she could die really soon. If we didn't treat her, she would have about 2 weeks left. So now transplant, and the isolation and inconvenience of living in Boston for 3 months looks pretty darn good.
My parents have a plastic children's slide on their deck, and Paige spent quite a while today climbing up the ladder, counting to 10, and then sliding down. She also waits at the top and says "....and beyond!"