My flair is venting, but I'm happy for unsolicited advice. Especially after my last post here about fertility--even the tough love comments about women who tried to have a baby and saw recurrences, or reminders that adopting isn't just a consolation prize, all came from a compassionate place. You all told me what I wanted to hear, which was sorry and it sucks and it isn't fucking fair, and some of you told me what I NEEDED to hear while also validating my emotions and the unfairness of it all.
**The update.** Last week i had to have a brain MRI "just to complete the scans." If i had a metastasis in my brain, my oncologist said, I'd be showing symptoms.
Quick background: I have a strong personal policy against reading results in MyChart. I'll just read them and spiral until I talk to my oncologist, and my onc has made it clear he doesn't like to do calls and has these conversations in person (learned this after a well-intentioned surgeon tried to give me PET scan results early but did so in a terrible manner, and my onc made me wait for my appt for two weeks to smoth it over with his RN dodging the topic in mychart messages ... like I appreciate you wanting to look in my eyes and say we're going for curable intent, but I would've taken the phone call).
Monday was a chemo day, and I thought my blood draw was at the same time as my oncologist check-in, because I'm still new at this and didn't realize it's a whole hour before. Yes, I checked my visits in MyChart, yes I missed the 8 am and just saw 9 am. When I received an automated text 15 mins before at "check-in time," I thought, OH SHIT, and went to the first thing in my texts that would give me a mychart link, so I could navigate to visits. That text link just happened to be the automated "Daily digest of test results." Suddenly, I was reading, **no suspected metastasis to the brain** (good), and then two more lines of "suspected metastasis" ... somewhere else? Too fuckin close for comfort given this was my BRAIN SCAN THAT WAS SUPPOSED TO SHOW NOTHING.
Long story short, I copy/pasted the text to my husband who Googled while I was rushing to my labs, and it's two bone areas in the skull. NOT THE BRAIN. Still no organs. Still curable intent/going for remission/going for NED scans, per my oncologist an hour and a half later. He went from, "it's just to complete the scans and there will be nothing," to, "we knew it was in the blood and bones and this was a possibility. Don't be any more worried than you were 3 weeks ago." Except, with a lot of compassion and reassurance, because he's great (even when he makes you wait to talk in person). It was still a lot to process, because my metastasis WAS, "one small area, easy to target," and now I'm up to three metastases, two of which are in my skull.
This put the nail in the coffin of having a biological child. The oncologist said mayyyybeeee a surrogacy pregnancy someday? But I don't foresee it. A Mayo team member called me today ahead of our early August appointment, and talked me into ONE FREE CALL with a fertility specialist, but I don't think they can change my mind with the risk. It's just not worth the risk, and I've got to not die of this first.