Met my Kaiser oncologist for the first time today. Like him a lot; good thing, he will be our coach through this battle. Compassionate but frank, he said my prognosis isn’t good (“not the kind of cancer you want to get”). Officially esophageal junction cancer, the giant question now is whether the fluid drained from my chest cavity last Friday will show cancer. If so, I’m labeled Stage 4. If not, well you can see Stage 4 from here. Next steps are plumbing me for a chemo port, a CT scan of my chest and coming to terms with what this all means. And so we wait …
