Because no matter what, I have kids and a husband who need to be fed. ;)
So we saw the oncologist today. I wish I could say the news was awesome, but you know fucking cancer. The last time we got together, I had two spots on my lungs. This time, the spots are slightly bigger and have been joined by a third. They're all still really small, the biggest being about 1.5cm. The big one though just about doubled in size in four months. Of course there's still a chance that it could be something else (fungus was tossed out). We're trying to stay optimistic.
The next step is a PET scan to hopefully get more and better information, and to find out where the best place for a biopsy (fun fact...a lung biopsy is an outpatient procedure...who knew?).
It's scary. I don't really want to think about it right now, and to tell you the truth, I'm really trying not to. My biggest thought is Reese and Eli, my babies.
So yeah. Positive thoughts? I'll take 'em.