Reading over the Doctor's reports I have learned that this is a bad one. Maybe the worst. Some of the descriptors of this cancer are: "frustrating to treat", "highly locally invasive", "highly metastatic", and grimly, if no treatment is offered above just pain management, the survival rate is "2-4 months". With treatment, she has a 50% chance of surviving one year.
Just 3 weeks ago, we had no idea anything was even wrong. Sadly, since the diagnosis 2 weeks ago, there has not been one shred of good news or hope to hang onto. None.
It's hard to accept what we know about her condition when she appears so healthy. Early disease is deceiving. Good appetite and weight. Blood work looks good. Lungs are clear. The fact that they are constantly checking these things, tells me what I don't want to know. Tomorrow she will be slightly less than today. Day after day, she will decline, until she is no more.
As I have poured over the information provided and gleaned from very serious conversations with her medical team, there is just one common thread. Wait for the disease to progress (it will) and manage her pain as best we can. The fact that we "caught" it early is of little comfort, as the disease is unstoppable.
Next week she goes back for radiation. This will help short term with bone pain. She will also receive a bone strengthening agent to help guard against fracture, since the bone around the tumor area has been compromised. This, I have learned in my crash course on bone cancer, is what is considered palliative care. It is what we can do to make her more comfortable, but is unfortunately not a cure. There is no cure.
For now, we are thankful she is home and resting comfortably. Sweet dreams baby girl.