Monday, November 20, 2023

Drain, drain, go away


I am two weeks into my clinical trial now, and the chemo is not the worst part. The thing that is more aggravating right now is the chest drain that was put in three weeks ago. I had been having some fluid buildup in my chest before the chemo started, but since the drain has been in, that seems to have stopped.

So now I am waiting to hear from the pulmonary folks at the Ohio State University Wexner Medical Center that I can get the drain removed ASAP. I had a chest X-ray this morning that hopefully will show there is no fluid hanging around to justify keeping a tube in my chest any longer.

As for the chemo, I am getting into the rhythm of how that is affecting me, and it's not horrible. 

The best part, if feeling a little bad can be good, is that I seem to be seeing some side effects of the chemo pills that I take every three or four days. I'm taking that as a sign that they are the real deal, not placebo pills. So, yes, I actually welcome feeling a little lack of energy and some intestinal distress for a day after I take the pills if that means I am throwing more live ammunition at my sarcoma and not duds. 

Among my many blessings, I am thankful for the medical attention I am able to receive at OSU and The James Cancer Hospital. It is good to have sarcoma specialists in our backyard and access to a  clinical trial dedicated to fighting leiomyosarcoma, the particular kind I have. 

And I am more blessed than you can know by the expressions of love, support and prayers that I receive in comments to this blog and on Facebook. They lift me and give me strength. 

Please know that if you do comment on this blog, most comments show up as "anonymous," so leave your name if you would like me to know who you are.

Best wishes to all for a wonderful Thanksgiving!



Thursday, November 9, 2023

Believe!

 


My clinical trial has begun, and now we have to believe that I am getting the very best medicine I can to fight back and send sarcoma packing. 
TC made sure we have a very visible reminder of the power of positive belief, and belief in all the prayers that we know have been and are being offered up for my health. He surprised me last week with a framed copy of the iconic Believe sign from a TV series that we both loved, Ted Lasso. 
Ted Lasso's English football (soccer) players would tap the sign over their locker room door every time they went out to play. It didn't always bring immediate victory but they did learn to believe in each other and themselves and in their common pursuit. In the end, that belief was transformative and real. 
Our sign hangs above our monthly calendar -- the one now filled with medical appointments and medicine reminders -- just on the way out the door to the garage. We tap it multiple times a day, even at times when we're not leaving. 
So far I am tolerating the chemo well; just hope the sarcoma is not. 
And after a couple of weeks of having difficulty speaking without catches, I have finally regained my voice, thanks to getting fluid drained again from between my right lung and diaphragm. A temporary drain put in on Monday should keep fluid from accumulating to a troublesome level. 
We're hoping that this new regimen of chemo infusion every three weeks and oral (hopefully real and not placebo) tablets every few days in between will give us some nice respite by slowing down what have been too-frequent visits to The James. 
With all your prayers, best wishes and positive thoughts coming my way, how can we not believe? 








Sunday, November 5, 2023

The next journey


 

TC has brought so much music into my life. Music is important to him, and it endears him to me.

One of our most memorable musical journeys was four years ago. We had been dating almost 16 months when we went to Toronto to hear a favorite musician of his that I had also come to love -- Loreena McKinnett. She has an enchantingly clear voice and her shows feature lots of strings, starting with her harp.  

I thought we were just going for a nice getaway weekend, but TC surprised me by proposing before we went to dinner and the show. And a new phase of our journey together began.

So this spring, when we saw that Loreena was going to be in Columbus on the 4th anniversary of our engagement, Nov. 1, we knew we had to go. It turned out to be perfect timing. 

I was feeling well enough to really enjoy the show Wednesday after a liter and a half of fluid was drained from between my right lung and diaphragm on Monday. I loved the show even more than the first time I saw her, knowing her music even better now.

And since Wednesday more progress has been made toward the clinical trial that will be my primary offensive to fight this cancer. After some requisite CT scans tonight (yes, on a Sunday!), I will have all the requirements checked off to begin the clinical trial, which is scheduled to start on Wednesday. I'm also getting a temporary drain put in on Monday so I shouldn't have to deal with the fluid build-up that has made it hard to talk and breathe deeply. 

A Loreena McKinnett concert helped kick off our journey to commit ourselves to each other. And we can't help but think another Loreena concert was the perfect start to the journey that will carry us forward from here -- past cancer and with a new appreciation of every day we have together. 

With the prayers of family and friends, and with God's healing powers, I look forward to starting chemo and hopefully getting the extra investigational drug to kick this cancer's butt. 

Loreena will be a nice soundtrack to listen to during my treatments.