What’s been happening.
I’ r forgotten how to update this, ignore this until I can figure it out.
What’s been happening.
I’ r forgotten how to update this, ignore this until I can figure it out.
On June 15, I swam my first full lap since my surgery. I made it across the lake in 35 minutes. Then, yesterday I did it again in 32 minutes.
Today the Chemo bomb hit me.I did only 10 lengths in the lap-pool. Only 11 more chemo sessions.
This is not the most pleasant way to spend the morning. I check in, go to the chair and a phlebotomist ( also known as VAMPIRE ) sticks me in the arm and usually misses the vein on the first three try’s. Then, another VAMPIRE try’s and is usually successful. I think the first vampire hasn’t earned her fangs yet. A blood sample is drawn and tested to verify I am in good enough condition to receive the gemcitabine( poison). It takes about a half an hour to evaluate the blood, then they start a pre-poison intervienous drip of a steroid to reduce the reaction to the poison. That takes another half hour or so. Finally they start the drip. About an hour later it is over, the vampire removes her fangs and I’m free to go.
About 24 hours later, I get hit with the reaction from the chemo, severe abdominal cramps and extreme fatigue. This knocks me on my back for a couple of days. Then I recover and get ready to do it again.
I WANT TO THANK ALL WHO SO GENEROUSLY GAVE TO MY CANCER FUND. THANKS TO YOUR GENEROSITY I WILL BE ABLE TO CONTINUE WITH THE RESEARCH FOR THE NEXT FIVE YEARS. MY HEARTFELT THANKS.
I ESPECIALLY WANT TO THANK ALL THOSE WHO PRAYED FOR ME AND SHOWED SO MUCH LOVE AND CARING. I AM TRULY HUMBLED!
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Chemo therapy is like surfing great waves. One moment you are flying high, full of excitement
Then you struggle for days to get back up on the crest.
I typically lose 3 pounds in the 2 or 3 days following the chemo therapy injection and it normally takes me the rest of the week to gain it back. I am fortunate that I have no nausea and I have my hair.
Unfortunately, I get severe stomach cramps and extreme fatigue. On the brighter side, I only have 13 more sessions to go, but
I’d rather be wrestling alligators.
(a note from Terry)
Only 13 more chemo therapy sessions to go, hallelujah!
The first five sessions were not that horrible unless one enjoys having steroids and gemcetabine jammed into their bloodstream via an intravenous feeding tube with a Nazi nurse administering the formula at the other end. Then to top it off, one gets to be curled up in a ball with abdominal cramps for two consecutive days.
Actually, the nurses are quite personable and the steroids apparently allow one’s body to accept the cancer fighting chemicals without too much resistance or an immediate drug reaction. Gene and I have made these chemo-sessions into kind of a “date” in that I pack a picnic lunch for Gene, we share intimate conversations (as we can’t talk very loudly in front of the other 14 patients) and I read books to him. As I stated in a March blog, we read “No Easy Day” by Mark Owen about the capture of Osama Bin Laden as told by a Navy Seal. Some of the e-books that we have read and enjoyed are; “A Convenient Solution” by Trevor Whitton , (a 13th century murder mystery), “The Poor Rich Man” by Mary Rhienhart (a well written story about a humble yet very powerful man in the early 20th century.
We have just completed and given a ‘two-thumbs-up’ to a murder mystery written by Vincent M. Lutterbie; “After The Facts, An After Cofman Mystery”. It was an entertaining read about a rookie private investigator and his first case. One of my favorite and most memorable lines from the story was; “He was so straight arrow that he made me quiver.” This is funny if you get the point.
At this particular time of our lives, I have to agree with Groucho Marx who coyly stated; “Outside of a dog, a book is man’s best friend; inside of a dog, it’s too dark to read.”
When Gene is riding the “crest”, he manages to transact some business. I am SO looking forward to transforming our dining room into an RF testing station
so that we can actually work from home. I hope we get the order.
Most of my time has been spent at home in the kitchen, in the garden and in front of my computer. I have made some new friends:
The Vitamix is also my friend as I use the this blender at least twice day and the Smoothie of the Month is:
Total delicious calories: 457
And finally, the Word of the day:
“I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me.” Philippians 4:13
I’m back in Orlando. I’m having my chemo done in Orlando and I’ll be here until July. I hope to post a real update to this account very soon.
Gene is now back home in Orlando.
Six weeks ago just before Gene went into surgery, I planted starter seeds for my vegetable garden. Little did I realize at the time these seedlings would be reminders of hope, growth, and healing. I tended to both Gene and the seeds with lots of love, care, and nourishment. The seeds were just beginning to sprout when Gene came home from the hospital. Two weeks later, as Gene’s sutures were removed and his digestive system started to sort out its new configuration, the seedlings were green, healthy, leafy 4″ tall plants.
A week before Gene returned home to Orlando, both he and the seedlings were “hardened off” in preparation to going out into the world on their own. Finally, after Gene’s last drainage tube was removed, I stopped prodding him to eat and drink, and no longer made his menus but insisted he decide what and when he would eat. By the same token, the seedlings were taken from their cozy indoor location and moved to a cooler location to prepare for their new life outside exposed to the wind and cold.
Gene is now at his home and my little seedlings are planted outside in their new home, each adjusting to the new elements and striving to survive independently. As the winds buffet my seedlings, they will get stronger and grow into healthy plants. As Gene starts to swim and take on his regular activities in Orlando, he will be building strength for the next steps of his recovery.
Chemotherapy begins on Monday. Gene’s doctors report that most patients find this the least difficult of treatments. We hope that Gene breezes through this and will be swimming with me again on Singing Beach when he returns in July. Then we’ll all sit outside and appreciate the garden and the miracles of life together.
Another update from Terry:
The news keeps getting better. Gene, Susan and I sloshed our way through eight inches of new snow to the train bound for Boston’s North Station en route to Massachusetts General Hospital this morning. Gene had an appointment with his surgeon to have him look at the redness in the area of his abdomen around his drainage tube (sorry about the graphics).
Dr. F. smiled and probed Gene’s abdomen in a few places and then told his colleague to remove the staples from the incision. As all 18 staples were removed, Dr. F.said he was pleased with the healing process and called Gene a ‘rock-star’. He was also a bit surprised to learn that Gene had stopped taking his pain medication because it has been only eleven days since the surgery.
He said that the pathology report was complete and then, as we all held our breath, said; “All 26 lymph nodes have come back negative and margins are clean.” We cried grateful tears and hugged Gene.
To echo the words of Dr. F.;”Thank God!” This is another Passover/Easter that I will never forget!
We are a little behind on posts. Here is one from Gene’s wife, Terry, for Day 8.
It has been eight days since Gene submitted his life into the hands of his surgeon under God’s will for Whipple Surgery for the treatment of pancreatic cancer. It is wonderful, miraculous and amazing for me to see him eating, drinking, walking, laughing and loving. Yes he is weak sometimes, and pale sometimes, cantankerous sometimes, and a little slower physically and a bit skinny, but his gastric system is functioning, hallelujah!
Gene is on a diet of organic foods which are high in protein, low in fiber and low in sugar. I’m so grateful that Susan (his daughter) is into nutrition and we are only giving him ‘pure foods’. His digestive system is functioning without the aid of ‘manufactured enzymes in pill form’, another hallelujah! I’m in charge of the medicine which I don’t like to administer at midnight and three-o’clock in the morning. We spend our days by taking short walks in 30° weather, moving and breathing as much as possible and inventing new organic recipes like organic chocolate ice cream with hot organic peanut butter sauce and cream of wheat with butter and garlic.
In addition to the meals (6 small ones per day), we find time to pray, read, play Words With Friends, Dominoes, use FaceTime with family/friends, answer email and take a nap or two. Currently I’m reading “No Easy Day”, (a recent book about the life of a Navy SEAL} by Mark Owen, orally to Gene. Gene was a lifeguard in Wildwood, NJ before joining the United States Marine Corps in 1950. He applied for Underwater Demolition Team training, (UDT was the forerunner of the SEALS) but was not considered because he was deemed to be a short-timer in his “indefinite enlistment”.
During this recovery and rest period Gene is restricted to only a few phone calls a day with duration of three minutes or less. He is so fortunate to have such loving care from Susan, Jim, family, friends and myself. We are at 89% of the fundraising goal! Thank you, thank you, thank you.
Statistically speaking, Gene is not average and never has been. At 3 years old he was modeling for sculptures that are now in museums. (See photo left.) In his 70’s he completed his first triathlon. And how many 82 year olds do you know who swim 1-K every morning in open water?
So when Gene’s surgeon said that the median or average post-Whipple Procedure hospital stay was 7 days, I should have known better. But I figured that Dad, being older than most Whipple patients, would stay at least the 7 days, and maybe even the 10-14 that is common with these surgeries. I even looked forward to the idea of getting a 7 day break before returning to caretaker mode.
I am happy to admit that I was so wrong! Gene was discharged from the hospital on day 4! Yes, you are reading right… Gene came home Tuesday, less than 96 hours after having major abdominal surgery on Friday.
Yesterday, Wednesday, was Day 5, Gene’s first full day at my home without the care of nurses. He did well, especially since his guest room is on the third floor of our little seaside town-home. Like in the hospital, he is interrupted every couple hours and encouraged to take fluids, food, pain killers, and walks, so none of us are getting much rest. But all systems are “go” and Genes digestive system is awake and learning how to accommodate with fewer parts. His pain fluctuates between minimal and moderate, which can be expected with this type of surgery and increased physical activity.
For those of you interested in statistics, and hope, read The Median Isn’t the Message, by Stephen Jay Gould.
Gene rested this morning after having a bit of pain overnight which is now being controlled. His surgeon asked us to limit his calls and visitors so Gene can rest and recover from the shock his body has been through. Doing nothing is not something Gene does well… With all the pain medication he is on, his mind still won’t slow down. At less than 24 hours since his surgery, Gene was sitting up in his hospital room and joking as Mike, Terry and I arrived today for a brief visit. We knew he was feeling better when he asked for is I Pad.
Thanks for your thoughts and prayers, and please keep them coming,
Gene is out of surgery and in recovery. All went well. Heart is strong. Tumor was removed. Will know pathology after 8-10 days.
Please keep the prayers coming.
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