The alphabet has twenty-five more letters. Which is a good thing, because I think we just hit Plan G? Anyway… We had an appointment with the Atlanta oncologist last Thursday. As if that wasn’t stressful enough, the traffic was worse getting up there and back than I’d ever seen for a doctor’s appointment. The news wasn’t unexpected, but it was far from what I wanted to hear.
The official results of the immunotherapy are in, and the treatment showed, “No discernible effect.” Not the words you want to hear. But, we knew it was a long shot going into it. So, now we have a plan going forward but still no timeline. That part is up to me.
They want me to lose a substantial amount of weight before they proceed with a transplant. When we move forward depends on when I reach that goal. The increased strength and endurance that comes with it will help considerably with both the procedure itself and the recovery. The drugs sap energy from you. So you have to be as fit as possible at the beginning.
They are referring me to a weight loss specialist in Macon. There will likely be some sort of strict diet, then some type of surgery if needed. There’s quite a few different options these days, so we have to wait and see what the specialist decides. After I hit the objective, I will be able to proceed with the transplant.
So, that’s where we are at this point. Basically the same as we were in January, but at least we know that the easier option didn’t work before we moved forward.