I had just written a good amount of words for this post when I realized I was going about it in the worst way possible, so I've scrapped all that for another post.
See, the thing is, I have news. Of the good variety. But I was going on and on about the things leading up to my getting said news, which is just cruel to my readers. So here's the really short version: I was in the hospital for fever, got better, they let me go but did my CT scan first.
Had to wait all of the next day for the results, but when they came, they were very encouraging and with the potential to be very, very good.
No new disease. The nodule in the lung? Gone. And the liver's definitely changed. There's a possibility the tumor may have died, because it seems hypovascular - aka not getting the amount of blood flow tumors normally do. I'll have to do another PET scan to see if the latter is more than wishful thinking. But the answer to is this chemo working? is definitely a yes.
I'd love to report that I am overflowing with unbounded joy, but I'm mostly just relieved. Cautiously happy, but too tired and dazed to process. I barely dared to hope for this result. It's no guarantee for the future, but I'm going to savor this good thing while I can hold onto it.
More updates very soon, promise.