When this blog started the purpose was to keep anyone, that would be interested, up to date on my Long Ride. Fighting cancer is an all-out war, some battles you lose, some you win, and some battles you wonder. If you’ve noticed, is has changed to a series of short stories in which I try to be, both informative about cancer and, funny. It also, I realize for myself, turned into a multi installment love letter to my wife. In an earlier blog post I wrote about her, how we met, and how damn lucky I was to have done so. This December we will celebrate our 40th wedding anniversary, well, let’s hope we do!
Before that happens, we have a much bigger event coming up. In October, our daughter, Leigh, and her husband Chris, are giving us the gift of gifts. A grandchild. A grandson to be exact and they have honored us by naming him…Wade. Tears well up just typing that, the day they broke it to us, Father’s Day, I boo-hoo’ed.
But back to the original purpose of my blog, up to date dispatches from the front lines against Soft Tissue Sarcoma, Metastasized.
From the darkest place my psyche has ever been,
- a terminal (no cure & lethal) cancer
- a Covid-19 shutdown
- the horrific death of George Floyd (among others)
- the resulting, quite understandable, public revulsion
We came to a place of nervous waiting. The CT scan was this past Friday, we telemed conferenced with Dr. B yesterday. The news was pretty good. We are counting it as a definite win. The two abdominal tumors both shrank, partly from the Proton Beam Radiation treatment, and partly from the application of the ‘at home’ chemo pill, Votrient.
The center mass on the exterior of the bladder measured 4.9 x 7.5 cm, it was previously 4.8 x 8.7 cm. The mass on the right side, “Say Hello to My Little Friend” measured 7.6 x 7.5 cm, previously 9.6 x 10.4 cm. That second one is significant.
There was the word, “however” in the discussion. Not a major development, but the node in my lower lung lobe grew 4mm, from 6mm to 1.0cm diameter.
The price paid for this scan result was steep. There were dark days in the last two months, the effect on Peggy by the Covid pandemic and how it affects her beloved Browne Academy, the effect on me by the Covid pandemic, the toxicity of the Votrient, coupled with poor sleeping led to one of the most difficult times we’ve been through. My appetite was terrible, Peggy pushed food at me every meal only to have it pushed back, and the depression was deep. It was great to hear that the work had paid off. With adjustments to medications, a week at Lake Anna, and the love & support of our family we are on the way back to some semblance of normalcy.
Just in time for Peggy to reopen her school and take on those pressures on top of what I pile on her incredibly broad shoulders. She is an amazing woman, I do love her so. She pedals so hard on the Long Ride, I am so proud.