Well they made up their minds

So the doc's have finally made their decision: my cancer can not be given a difinitive diagnosis. It's been to specialists around the nation and they're not able to figure it out. I always knew i was special.. they said its either this PNET or pancreatic blastoma. So the plan is on Monday i go in for surgery to get the port in, and the bone biopsy. Then tuesday I have a bunch of scans and cardiograms and what not, and I also am admitted Tuesday for 5 days to start my first hard-core dose of chemo. Since they dont know exactly which one it is, they're not really able to tell us what everything is going to like. Usually they can say here's your next year.. but for me they know- here's your next 2 months. Theyre going to try one of the chemo options (one of the cancers) and see how I'm reacting after 2 months. If that's working they'll keep it up, if not try the other way. They said I'll start losing my hair about 3 weeks from Tuesday.. but that doesn't really bother me. Everyone knows I'm not one to care about how my hair looks. rock on ponytails. So I'm going to enjoy this weekend before all this starts. I'll probably get a short cut this weekend, while I'm still up for it. Marlo and Pilar are also coming in so I'm going to enjoy their company. So I guess it's as close as we'll get to them figuring it out. At least the treatement is going to start so the ass-whooping can start. lots of love