I am about 6 months into my time as a cancer patient. Before this all started cancer was a mystery to me. I didn't know very much about cancer or how it was treated. And now, 6 months later I still am surprised how little I know about cancer.
I know there are many different forms of cancer. Some are better studied than others. Depending on how far along the cancer is leads to different types of treatment. Along with that comes different expectations for success in the treatment.
Cholangiocarcinoma is a rare cancer, with little study. It is found relatively late. I get the impression that the doctors struggle to come up with an established treatment plan since even at late stages the cancer is difficult to monitor.
Its frustrating to go through all this treatment and not really having a firm plan or knowing what the expectations are for my life. All I can count on is more chemotherapy.
I think of my treatment as a journey on a ship. On the horizon there are rocks in my path ahead that will eventually cause me to sink. Chemotherapy is keeping my speed relatively slow so the rocky shore stays distant. I know there might be other things I can do to that might slow the ship's speed down, but no matter what the rocky shore keeps getting closer. And someday I will hit that shore and sink.
Although I don't want to hit that shore, I accept its out there, and inevitably I will reach it someday. Just not someday soon, I hope.
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