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Thursday Night 8/27/2009: 10pm

August 27th, 2009 No comments

Tomorrow (Friday at 5am) we head off  to meet Dr. Delaney at the Francis H. Burr Proton Therapy Center. Located in at 30 Fruit Street, Boston, MA 02114

I don’t think we’ll get an immediate answer, but I am sure it’ll get the ball rolling.

At this point in time, we have neither the surgery at Dartmouth or the Proton therapy scheduled. I’m hoping this points us in final direction that we’ll be going.

That’s it for tonight, its late and we must rise early tomorrow and get on the road.

 

BTW … I added another audio file recorded yesterday. It is the discussion with Dr. Mirza about my canceling (or delaying) the surgery at Dartmouth.

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Ask yourself punk, do you feel lucky today?

August 26th, 2009 No comments
Dirty Harry

Dirty Harry

Remember that movie with Dirty Harry? That’s kind of what I today felt like. I actually thought of that movie as I sat in the Drs office while waiting to tell him that I wanted to hold off for a bit on the big surgery and take a gamble that proton therapy may help me. See, it wasn’t easy blowing off a bunch of Drs and nurses that are struggling to help me, no, not easy at all. I believe their intent is as real and as purposeful as mine is, and that’s to survive in the best way I can. The best life quality I can achieve, and their goal is the same, and they are the professionals, and it ain’t easy to say “hold up Doc, I know you have everything ready for me, but I got this one more opportunity I just gotta check out”. I’m asking him to go back and tell all the others (and there is a real team of them), involved in this very complex surgery, to wait a few weeks till I’m ready and satisfied that not only they’ve made the right choice, but that I have. The difference between the choices isn’t really that great, it’s a simple gamble. You really have to ask yourself, do you feel lucky today punk. Let me explain.

 

I felt extremely lucky that I got a hold of Dr. Delaney at Mass General in

It's a roll of dice

It's a roll of dice

Boston, and I mean lucky. These dudes are not always easy to get a hold of. If you’ve read earlier posts, you know I was lucky several times already. Another lucky shot was that Bill N. had contacted me and made the suggestion that I try and get a hold of Dr. Delaney and see if he was interested in my case. Well, damn, he was! I was so surprised when his office got back to me via email and phone to offer me an appointment in Boston on Friday. Delaney does proton therapy and that appears to be my only other option at a reasonable life quality that I’d be happy with. But, it comes with it’s own price, and with a huge gamble that I’ll have to face if excepted into the program. You know, everything has strings attached in some way and this gamble has enough strings to make a cat’s ball of yarn look easy to decipher. It really is a roll of the dice.

 

So let’s look at the gamble. First, understand that this all depends on if I’m excepted into the proton therapy program that Dr. Delaney runs. If not, this gamble is not a reality. Then I have no choice but to have the surgery if I want to survive. The option of simply walking away and doing nothing exists, but how logical is that? If it comes to that, then we’ll have to face that decision too, but for now, let’s say that I am excepted into the program and that I have this choice to make.

First off, like I’ve stated many times, there is the conventional surgery. I now have the full scoop on that. There are a lot of complexities involved, but I’ll simplify it for the sake of clarity and make as many pros and cons statements as I can. Let’s start with the odds of basic survival of the operation itself. They have been steadily raising the odds, that’s a good thing. My odds were 50/50, but after all the other tests, it seems the odds have improved. Now it seems to be about 90% chance survival. According to the other tests that were conducted, I’m in pretty good shape, except for this piece of cancer on my hip and spine. I have a good heart report, good strength in the rest of my body, good spirit and no other apparent problems that could cause a red flag to be raised … so I’m comfy with the idea of 90% chance of survival. That’s not to talk down the complexity and danger of this surgery. Remember, they’re talking about removing the last bones of my spinal column, the sacrum, and a huge piece of my right hip. Basically, that’s cutting me in half for awhile. Of course all this would be re-attachted in another surgery later on. But 90% is pretty darn good odds.

Surgery-Room

Now, at the bottom of my spine where the cancer lives, are all the major blood vessels that provide blood to the lower parts of your body. There is also a slew of nerves, and all the tube-type things that let you pee, get rid of waste and so forth. I’m going to use plain english here because I don’t remember the medical terminology for all these things.

It seems that the blood vessels are all on the outside of the tumor and basically, it’s all (to use a programmers term) “cut and paste” them out of the way. Not so bad to do, at least according to the vascular surgeon (Dr. Goodney) that will be working on me. Returning the proper blood flow to my legs shouldn’t be a big deal and there’s no gamble in it. He’s confident. That’s good. The complication comes in first, with the nerves. There is no cut and paste of nerves. The nerves run right through the tumor. Whatever nerves are wrapped up in this mess are gone-ners. That’s why I have numb patches on my legs and buttocks. They are already not working correctly and the chances of saving them are nil. The damage that’s already done is permanent and there may be more during the operation. Most of these are nerves that run to my legs, in particular, my right leg. So, that being said, while the blood flow to legs can be saved, the nerves can’t be. What I’ll end up with is, legs that will be alive and attached, but they most probably won’t work, especially the ones that operate my feet. So the chances of my legs and feet working the way they do now are slim. To simplify, that probably means a wheel chair. According to the Doc, most people that this has happened to, come back to the hospital to have them removed because they end up getting in the way … and that makes a lot of sense to me.

Now there are the tubes and other parts that allow you to pee and get rid of waste. They all run through the tumor too. The chances of repairing those is better then the nerves, but not guaranteed. We’ll call that a 50/50. Otherwise you pee in a bag for life. That’s not an exciting prospect, but certainly survive-able.

The last part of this convention surgery is more complex and there is no way of knowing how it’ll work out until they are into it. All the bone (sacrum, hip and a few spine bones) has to be replaced. I believe they use cadaver bones and are growing some other parts. They then try and graft all this together. So you have all the complications that go along with rejection, blood transfusions etc etc. Yeah, there’s a lot of it involved. The rest of the parts, they plan to use wire and metal straps to attach. According to the docs and you can hear this on several of the recordings, this is as complex, and dangerous, as surgery can get.

OK, so far we have a pretty good survival rate, but a pretty poor life quality afterwards. Not that you can’t get accustomed to it, or that they can’t plan future surgeries to try and improve your life quality again … but there are losses and those losses are guaranteed.

Let’s talk about Proton Therapy. In some sense this is rather simple and in another sense, its so complex that I can’t write about with any real detail. I’ll let you Google proton therapy and read up on what it is, how it works etc etc. Here, I’ll simply say that it’s an amazing new therapy that is about 70 times the power of regular radiational therapies like chemo. Normally, those levels of radiation would kill you by themselves, but in a controlled environment and a skilled surgeon, it can do wonders. However, back to strings being attached, there are less strings, but they carry a heavier load.

Cyclotron

Cyclotron

The idea (in simplified terms) behind the therapy is to blast the tumor in its place and stop the growth. It’s not going to take it away, it’s not going to give anything back, like nerve function or anything for that matter. It simply stops the cancer from advancing. The tumor stays in you, but becomes non-active. They make a body cast so that you’re in the same position all the time. Blast the protons at you for a bout 20 mins. a day, and you go home! Sounds simply so far right?

Life quality, if you’re lucky, stays about the same. What’s working now, should continue to work (of course accidents can happen) and basically, life goes on. But, there is a gamble here too, several in fact. Let’s take the smaller ones first. If the proton beam hits something it shouldn’t, it’s gone, without any chance of recovery. A blood vessel for instance, would evaporate on the spot. You wouldn’t bleed to death … but it’d be cooked and I mean well done. That goes for anything in the way, and in my case, there’s a lot of stuff to work around. However, they Dr running the proton beam is incredibly accurate and the chances of that happening are pretty slim.

So, we have a pretty good sounding treatment so far … right? You might ask yourself “what the hells the problem Bob? Go for the proton therapy you fool”, but there’s one more gotcha here and it’s a big one. The major downside to proton therapy is, that if it fails, for whatever reason, and the tumor doesn’t become inactive, or they can’t kill enough off, or anything goes wrong in any way. You can NOT go back and say “I’ll have the conventional surgery now”.

That’s what the surgeons told me. Which means, whatever method you buy into, you’re into it for good. There is evidently no way to remove a tumor that’s half cooked. Surgery will no longer be an option.

So, depending on what happens Friday when I go to Boston’s Proton Center and find out if I can be accepted into the program … this is the choice or gamble I’ll be facing.

Conventional surgery with a not so nice outcome, or proton therapy with a higher death risk, but better life quality if it works.

There are several folks out there that have successfully completed proton therapy and are still living and leading an active life. So far the oldest case (if I understand correctly) is about 5 years and still going strong.

So ask yourself punk, do you feel lucky today?

 sm-gambler


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Pros and Cons (a roll of the dice)

August 26th, 2009 No comments

Pros and Cons
At the moment, I have clear 2 choices:
1.) Proton Therapy: Maybe take part in a proton therapy program that will never repair the damage already done by the cancer but may (and I clearly say, “may”) stop the cancer’s growth and allow me to basically continue life the way it is. If it doesn’t work, my cancer will grow worse and I’ll be in deeper trouble then I am now.  I have not been accepted into this program yet, but I do have an appointment to see the folks at Mass Gen. about it.
2.) Conventional Surgery: Have a series of 3 surgeries that are guaranteed to at least, do some serious damage, leave me in a wheelchair etc etc. and still have a chance of the cancer returning and a much lesser quality of life then I have at the moment. But it will definetly save me for the time being.

That’s the choices I have at the moment.
Simple right?
What do you think you’d do?
I’m rolling the dice, and hoping for the proton therapy program.


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… and another thing (cont. 8/26/2009)

August 26th, 2009 No comments

… and another thing. In layman’s terms. I’m this the position. I’m 3 days away from facing a surgery that can leave me in a wheelchair for life, a damn good chance of losing at least my right leg, having to pee in a bag and a whole host of other not great options. So if there is even a single iota of a chance that that surgery doesn’t need to happ-en … I’m investigating. No matter how many times I have to cancel the surgery.

I feel bad about this … awful in fact … but what the hell am I supposed to do? I have a 12 year, I have others that depend on me, cats, dogs and a whole household that we’ve built over the years … I’m not throwing that away unless there are truly NO options and my chances of survival are zero(0) …. then I’ll go for the crippling surgery.

I may well end up in a wheelchair (thats not the worse thing, I could still go to work) … but if I can avoid that …. why not? Wouldn’t you? You’d have to be nuts not to try anything else first. I feel like I’ve been put in this position and not been given any other options. I’m sorry Dartmouth and all the Docs …. but I gotta try this and I’m not feeling bad about.

I may be back at Dartmouth in a week begging for an appointment for surgery … but I have just GOT to try and search out other options. If I didn’t, what kind of father, or husband or friend would I be?

There’s only a chance I get on proton therapy, I don’t know that I’m right/approved for the therapy … but I have a chance to be … and thats good enough for me to put everything on hold until I find more out.

“Life used to be a simple joy, a cyclotron, a super toy” … yep, they use a cyclotron to make the particles, to blast the protons into my cancer.


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Wednesday Morning – 8/26/2009

August 26th, 2009 No comments

Here’s what’s on my mind:
It’s 5:45 am and I’m having my first cup of coffee. I love this time of the morning. The house is quiet, the chances of the phone ringing are nil, and the only thing running around the house are two grey cats that are playing. I know it’s early, but there’s a lot to do today. Besides, these past 12 days (this blog is 12 days old) have been so busy with Dr’s. appointments that I haven’t really had a moment to reflect on all that has and is happening.

Today at 10:20 am, I’m meeting with Dr. Sohail Mirza the Head surgeon. I assume this is to go over the surgical procedures and to attain a clear understanding of what’s going to happen. All week I’ve had these meeting with the group of surgeons that are going to work on me.

Individually, they have all explained (in detail) their part of the surgery and the expected outcome of their individual work. Basically … they’re telling what and what not will be functioning on me when I get finished with this series of surgeries …. and me tell you, that list gets longer and longer with each surgeon I speak with. Quality of life, seems to be dropping with each appointment I keep.

Until this point in time, I feel like I’ve had no  other realistic choice (what I consider realistic is something that can actually cure or at least stop this cancer). So, I have to go along with whatever they say … or die. The initial “call” was that I had about 8 weeks to live … and about 6 of those are gone now!

A few days ago, on August 23,  I wrote to Dr. Thomas Delaney in Boston, MA.  A simple email, that asked if he were willing to take a look at my case and determine if I were a candidate for proton therapy, which I discovered was a possible because of this blog.

Sher had also made several calls to Dr. Delaneys office but we hadn’t heard back … so I figured, OK … I’ll go with the surgery. We also recieved (yesterday) an itinerary from the hospital with the last few appointments and a date for being admitted, and a surgery date. I prepared mentally for the surgery

But after dinner last evening, I really gave up with any hopes of Boston contacting me. I said to myself,  ”well, I tried … I guess I just wasn’t a candidate for the program or it just wasn’t in the cards for me”. What little appetite I had had, was gone.

What the heck I thought, tomorrow I meet again for final consultations and away I go. I don’t really feel like any of this has been in my control, all decisions seem to have been made for me, and no options have been offered … I did what I could … right?

Well, I got up from the table and was about to call my son in FL, when I glanced over at my email … and there it was! Return email from Dr. Delaney in Boston asking if I could quickly get a copy of all scans and records of my case and bring it down to his office in Boston!  Wow … another possible option.

We had a lot of visitors last night. One, was my friend Harry M., he put a new sound card in Sher’s pc so that she could Skype with others around the country. I tried to put it in the other day at 5 am but became frustrated and hadn’t had time to try it again … thanks Harry, Sher needed that. Also, 3 folks for our Peace and Justice group stopped by for a quick “how ya doin” conversation, and then a visit from Peter D. …. which I never expected but am so happy that he came. I’ll tell you more about Peter as the days go on … he is one hell of a 75 year old.

OK … so where are we today:

On my way to Dartmouth for 2 reasons: 1 is to keep my appointment with Dr. Sohail Mirza and get the final info before surgery and 2. to put up a copy of all my scans and bring them to Boston. So that I may prevent getting this surgery. Yep, you read that correctly … they are 2 conflicting things.

If there is anyway on the planet that I can avoid this surgery … I’m going to … and Dr. Tom Delany in Boston is willing to look at me and determine if there is another option (proton theray), and if there is … that is where I’m going.

Yes, I know … I have to cancel this giant surgical thing they’ve set up at Dartmouth (at least for a week). I know, I’m going to have one pissed off hospital and a bunch of pissed off Drs … but what the hell, it’s my life, my choice, my chances and risks …. and I’m going for it.

More to blog tonight …. I gotta get ready to go.


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