We’re coming up to 7 years since Husband was diagnosed, with an initial prognosis of 3-5 years (they thought that the cancer had spread to his liver – it hadn’t). Quite a milestone. We sit rather nervously awaiting the latest set of numbers. It’s always about those numbers!
The doc announces another drop in protein, with the July to September results going down from 21 to 20.2. We’d have loved to see the numbers dropping faster but the doc reassures us that when a treatment starts it can bring results quite quickly but that the impact tends to flatten off a bit over time. The red cells are stable at 142, which is a good level, and the platelets are up a bit from 314 to 323. He insists that even if the proteins plateau the docs will be happy if the other haematology results are good. Apparently Ibrutinib isn’t speedy but it’s steady progress and less hard on the body than chemo.
The appointment was very low key – nothing exciting but nothing terrifying either. When did cancer appointments become so routine?? I’m not complaining. We have permission to carry on with life for another 6 weeks. Husband isn’t suffering any ill effects from the Ibrutinib (for which we are very thankful) and so he can just live his life. For another 6 weeks. That is pretty exciting!
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