Although a blast at Amusement Parks, roller coasters in real life can lose their appeal.
I found out over a week ago that the fast filling immunotherapy trial has officially closed. Never had a chance of making it into the trial due to the timing of my treatments. As frustrating as this is it makes me even more frustrated of why I was kicked off the last trial. As a scientist I understand the reasonings of how they are conducting these trials. As a person, it is difficult to comprehend and arguably inhumane. To be told on one hand you have a terminal disease and know that there is a possible drug existing to cure it, but you can't have it, is a bit cruel.
Scans are next week so I am really hoping that things are still stable or shrinking. Provided regressive disease won't put me on the list for other clinical trials (we have a few more leads) maybe a break from treatment will be good.
On the plus side, physically I am doing well. I even took a trip last week to hang out with my little sister and her husband over in Oahu. Snorkeling, paddle boarding, and reading on the beach with a drink in hand can help calm the mind. At one point I was out on the paddle board near Waikiki with rainbows over head and turtles in the water. If that doesn't put a smile on your face I don't know what will.
Life is Good
