I had the MRI today, and the news was not good. I did not have a stroke, as the doctor had thought. A diagnosis of stroke stroke would have been preferable to the diagnosis of metastatic cancer. "Although some types of metastatic cancer can be cured with current treatments, most cannot. Nevertheless, treatments are available for all patients with metastatic cancer. In general, the primary goal of these treatments is to control the growth of the cancer or to relieve symptoms caused by it. In some cases, metastatic cancer treatments may help prolong life. However, most people who die of cancer die of metastatic disease."
I had an IV of steroids today, which will hopefully reduce the swelling in my brain so I may regain the use of my right hand, and they will begin aggressively treating the cancer tomorrow morning. I'm afraid I've given up all hope of having a garden now, but my two indoor tomato plants have several small fruits for me to attend to and hopefully enjoy soon.
You, my dear blogging friends, have given me so much joy these past few years. I am so very grateful for the love you have shown.
Goodbye for now. If typing gets easier in the future, I'll attempt an occasional update.
Love you all,