Skeletor

When my nearly forty year old son was about three, we sometimes watched the cartoons He-man and She-ra on our tv set that picked up few stations. We didn’t have cable and this was 1985 in far East Tennessee. The villain on He-man was Skeletor. That’s what I’m calling myself these days —not bc I’m a villain but bc my ribs are KILLING me. I’ve moved on from hydrocodon to stop the pain in my ribs to slow release morphine. The pain is so bad it hurts to breathe and tears come to my eyes. I’m hoping these ribs which appear to have broken recently will eventually heal. I’m worried, though. The broken ribs are a result of excessive radiation. I had been warned about that by my rad doc even before my 100th treatment.

I’m getting radiation again to shrink my liver lesion which has doubled in 3 months. I had liver biopsies two weeks in a row to see if my cancer has mutated. The first time they missed it; the second time they got the cancer tissues but i think doc may have pushed on my ribs bc i woke up needing fentanyl and liver biopsies don’t normally hurt. Haven’t gotten the path yet so I guess i’ll stay on Trodelvy which is a targeted therapy with monoclonal antibodies

Sunday morning I woke up in a great deal of pain and Dan brought me an oxy. That’s when it all started about a week after the last biopsy.

This week might be a challenge. Radiation (Tues, Wed. and Fri.). and chemo on Tuesday. I’m grateful for good, legal drugs :). Send me healing vibes! Thanks!