There is a line in one of my favorite movies that went "Those rooskies don't take a dump without a plan, son" Same scenario for the lung cancer team at St Joe's. To say they are dedicated and thorough is an understatement. "The Plan" was formulated only after: a brain CAT scan (nothing found there-what?) a chest CAT scan to measure the tumors (size of a golf ball), a PET scan to identify if the cancer has spread (it hasn't), a lung capacity evaluation (surprisingly just below normal) a biopsy of the lung tumor and a mediasconoptomy of the lymphnode that I wouldn't wish on anyone. Only then did the oncologist, thorasic surgeon. radiologist and"infusionist" (remember that term) sit down in the same room to formulate the path to the cure. They convinced me that cancer is no longer a death sentence if caught early, my tumors are small and less than 2 years old, so "the plan" is that by early Spring, the cancer will be gone.
Like it, let's go.
Surgery was ruled out so radiation and "infusion" are the weopons of choice.
I'm now into my second week of treatments. Radiation 5 days /week and "infusion" on Tuesdays. They call it "infusion", I call it "cocktail hour" and it all means "Chemotherapy" which NO ONE says, EVER! Some stigmas take longer to lose than others. The "cocktail" consists of a bag of saline, a small bag of an anti-nausea drug, a half jigger of steroid and a shot of benadryl before the big bags of Carboplatin and Paclitaxel with blood pressure checks every 15 minutes...hmmm, haven't questioned that yet, don't want to know. The cocktail is modified by my oncologist based on blood draws taken every Monday. White blood counts haven't taken the big dip yet but is expected to in the next two weeks.
Jo and I decided to take part in a case study spearheaded by the MAYO CLINIC cancer team that basically increases dosage and length of radiation treatments which has proven extremely successful in treating throat, brain and colon cancers. When you're looking at a 20% success rate, you tend to take a shot at anything to better the odds.
Treatments are scheduled through December 22nd (Merry Christmas ) with two double doses of the cocktail in January, just about the time I'll be shedding like Holly, but they tell me it will grow back. Cat scans will occur in February(when the glow is gone from all the radiation) to see if we hit a home run or not.
OK, I've bored you long enough - tomorrow we talk about my favorite subject - people.
LIVESTRONG
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Ken,
ReplyDeleteThought you might get a chuckle from this one.
AN IRISH BLONDE IN A CASINO
An attractive blonde from Cork, Ireland arrived at the casino. She
seemed a little intoxicated and bet twenty-thousand Euros on a single
roll of the dice.
She said, 'I hope you don't mind, but I feel much luckier when I'm
completely nude'.
With that, she stripped from the neck down, rolled the dice and with
an Irish brogue yelled, 'Come on, baby, Mama needs new clothes!'
As the dice came to a stop, she jumped up and down and
squealed...'YES! YES! I WON, I WON!'
She hugged each of the dealers and then picked up her winnings and
her clothes and quickly departed.
The dealers stared at each other dumbfounded.
Finally, one of them asked, 'What did she roll?'
The other answered,
'I don't know - I thought you were watching.'
MORAL OF THE STORY -
Not all Irish are drunks,
not all blondes are dumb,
but all men...are men.
I'm not sure if I'm more amazed that you have a blog or that my parents found it without calling me.
ReplyDeleteRegardless, we're all thinking of you here. Let them point their lasers at that son of a bitch in your chest and lets knock it out of there.
Keep up the positivity and know that Christmas is really December 22 this year -- for all of us, but especially you.
Hey Cuz -
ReplyDeleteYou go get em! It takes more than a little tumor to keep a walleye fisherman down! When the going gets tough, well - you know -
Saying lots of prayers and having faith!
Love,
Marianne
WOW- Love the idea nice way to feel involved. Thanks. Keep up the positive attitude!!
ReplyDeleteKen,
ReplyDeleteNeeded my kids to help me with your blog. I AM A MICHIGAN GRAD. I SHOULD KNOW HOW TO DO THIS WITHOUT MY KIDS HELP. (This makes me cry, so does your blog, but I am really pleased to read about what's going on with you from you yourself.) We are all pulling for you. Not a day goes by that I don't think about you and how you are doing. Sometime soon, either on this or in an e-mail to me, please send me any and all memories you have of our Machala grandparents. I have very few memories myself, but I'll share them with you if you want.
Betsy had a good idea over our girls weekend. Are you going to make that suggestion Bets? Doug and I leave for CO Sunday morning. I'll check out your blog on their computers.
Talk to you soon.
Kathy
Uncle Kenny, You are in my thoughts and prayers. I love you!
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