A bit of news here. My sister had a PET scan done two weeks ago and her oncologist just informed her that there was no metabolic activity in the affected lymph node. After a bit of coaxing the oncologist went as far as to say there is no detectable cancer in my sister. Doctors must go to law school in addition to med school because they sure are cautious about liability!
So, as far as modern medicine is concerned, the SBRT did its job and eliminated the recurrent CC and now my sister's FOLFIRINOX regimen is adjuvant chemo. I should briefly mention that FOLFIRINOX side effects (nausea, fatigue) was much worse than Gemzar/Xeloda until they switched her premeds from Zofran to Aloxi/Emend. I wouldn't say it's a piece of cake now, but maybe a piece of pie?
Cautious optimism is out the window for my sister though as I spent most of the time prior to the PET scan results managing her expectations. She seemed unfazed about the SBRT possibly not working. Is it still the 5th stage of grief if you indefinitely remain in Acceptance?
Otherwise, there's nothing much new. She got a snowboarding video game to relieve her snowsport itch. She's learned to play a zombie shooting game. She's terrible at it but seems to enjoy it. The other 90% of her time is spent learning about the lives of housewives in Beverly Hills/Atlanta and young adults on the coast of New Jersey. She has acquired one superpower (I know you were all wondering) but I think it's temporary: horrible, horrible, awful poo/fart smell. I'll spare the details but suffice to say I thought someone was doing sulfur work on the street when I first smelled it. And if you think rectal odors aren't a superpower, then I refer you to Paul Reubens' character in Mystery Men.