Yesterday I went in for the needle biopsy on my liver. I was in the hospital most of the day, and was finally released about 4 pm.
I have a meeting with my doctor tomorrow to discuss the next step.
I was with my father 10 years ago when he had this meeting regarding his pancreatic cancer. In that case, the doctor told him that his situation was simply hopeless, and that he should go home and put his affairs in order.
That has been weighing very much on my mind the past 48 hours. Of course, my cancer is different, and my overall health is much better than his was.