Two weeks ago I had a regularly scheduled colonoscopy. They found a lesion very near the site of my original tumor and surgery. As a precaution, the doctor took a biopsy. I got the results finally yesterday, and they found viable cancer cells.
I met with my surgeon yesterday afternoon. He has maintained all along that the route we took was a risky one. The gold standard in a case like mine is complete resection.. to speak plainly, ass amputation. We had gone the route that we did to try and preserve my continence.
Most immediately, the course of action will be to take more thorough biopsies in order to determine what sort of margins will be necessary. That procedure is scheduled for Monday.
I don’t know yet what the full ark of the treatment will look like. I don’t know how soon surgery will be or whether or not it will be followed by chemotherapy. This is all pretty fast breaking. I should know more by the end of the day.
The good news is that this gives me something concrete to write about! For the last nine months or so, I have been dealing with an increasing level of discomfort/pain that seemed to be connected to the treatment of the original cancer, whether that was chemo-radiation, or the surgery itself. I had not found a way to share that part of the story here on the blog. It was hard to see a way to discuss unexplained aches and pains and the accompanying listlessness/depression without sounding pretty ungrateful to simply be alive! It has always been my intention on this blog to be as honest and forthright about my situation as I can be, and yet describing the last year has been difficult. On some level, surviving cancer has been as difficult as treating it, but in a way that is much less concrete and as such, much harder to describe.
I will post updates as they come.