We've now got more medical bills getting past due than we've got money in the fund to pay. I just have to not get treatment cut off for another 3 months to be finished with this round of chemo.
I got some wierd good/bad news from the doctor Tuesday. He'd said originally that life expectancy with no treatment was 8-9 months and with treatment was on average 22-24 months, with 5 years as absolute maximum, short of a real miracle. He also said that each succeeding round of chemo would be less effective than the previous one.
So Tuesday I asked him how much the second and subsequent rounds of chemo would actually extend my life. He said none, really, it would just relieve symptoms, and the symptoms it would relieve are just the (bearable) ones I'm experiencing now from the chemo itself.
The bad news in that is of course that this round will do essentially all that medical science can do to significantly extend my life. The good news is that I can just forego future rounds of chemo, which the insurance is basically not paying, avoid all the debilitating symptoms of chemo, stay in Australia until the end, and rely on much cheaper alternative therapies and prayer/a miracle instead.
I actually feel wierdly good about those prospects. It feels somehow freeing.
Anyway, keep us all in your prayers, and expect a miracle, but count on the peace that passes understanding, and joy unspeakable, full of glory.
From the ridiculous to the sublime, these are the ruminations of a Texan in Australia.
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