After having a stage 4 rectal cancer diagnosis and 5.5 weeks of chemo radiation last autumn, there was still some disease so I had to have an APR in July. I thought having a stoma was the worst of my problems. Now it’s spread to my liver and due to where it is, liver resection is not possible. I was told last week it’s incurable and the median life expectancy is 20 months. I started chemo on Friday, which I’ve been told is pallative. I’m broken. My girls are 10 and 14. I’m 47. My husband and I are more in love than ever. Trying to keep Hope with private liver transplant (family donors) and private immunotherapy. This feels like I’m writing about someone else. My family and friends, husband are amazing. I just don’t know how to put one foot in front of the other some days. Everyone tells me how brave I am. All I can do is hate myself for not recognising symptoms earlier. I am jealous of everyone else’s problems. How do I do this? Anyone experienced a miracle? Or experience with private clinics or immunotherapy? Thanks in advance