One of my tumors – the one on my liver – is growing again. This means the combination of chemo drugs I was on for the last seven-plus months are no longer working. So my oncologist put me on a new chemo regimen, which, so far, is about as nasty as the one it replaced. This is not terrible news, but it isn’t good news either. Life feels more precious than it did before, yet I don’t feel the need to cling to it as much as I did before. Whatever happens with the course of my treatment—maybe the next set of films will be better; maybe not—I’ll be fine. God is good.
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