My Mother who has been the my greatest support and best friend was diagnosed with CC in June 2007 (on my sons birthday). The doctors in the States gave her 3-6months, the one in Switzerland recomended we do nothing barring the stent procedure to alleviate her jaundice. When we arrived in India the first doctor asked if she were a brave woman----we assumed he was talking about the uphill task of surgery and treatment etc. (still just 5 days into this horrible disease)-----told her she had a year. We went to another who performed the stent procedure (at admittance her bilirubin count was 29). Subsequently I asked him what the next step was he looked at me blankly----said the stent should last 7-8months and that should be adequate (meaning that the stent would outlive her).
We started on a regimen of palliative chemotherapy. There have been many ups and downs, blood counts falling and rising, hopes being dashed and then sucked back up, constant soul searching as to whether I was doing the best for her, the mounting frustration of finding wall after wall that blocked all signs of hope............
But she is with us----weak and tired but full of beans and planning a trip to see her daughter in New York, in June.
It is nine months now---I hope a new life is being born!!!!!!!!!!!!
When I felt there was no hope my Mother gave me hope, when there was no hope for my Mother, God gave her hope.
Courage to all.
May God Bless those who need it most.