I am just sick to my stomach... I know just enough about PET scans to scare the hell out of myself looking at our disc copy.
I see lung spots, the chest wall lit up, the back of his throat lit up.... he's devastated. So tired. The next chemo option is said to be a harsh one, methatrexate or something I think it was.
Or we just wait until the cancer makes life too uncomfortable, then jump in for more chemo at that point. Although no one can tell us how far we are from that point.
This just sucks. I am not ready for this.