He wanted us to wait and see. I still can't wrap my head around the idea of wait and see. My cancer has proven, time and time again, that it isn't slowing down. It is growing, spreading, and progressing. It grew in spite of my year of Avastin. Some spots grew a small amount even during heavy chemo, two new spots even developed during the heavy chemo. Wait and see wasn't an answer I was ready for.
After talking with my gynecologic oncologist we came to an agreement that we needed to give my body a rest from the chemo but that rest would not be as long as the radiation oncologist had suggested. We agreed on one month. During that month we are looking for clinical trials and completing genome testing. We are trying to gather all of the information needed to continue extending my life. Everyone agreed my body needed time to recuperate from the heavy chemo before I could start another treatment regimen. It has taken me some time but I now understand the decision. My next scan is coming up at the end of the month. Best case scenario, we only see four spots of cancer. Only four spots.