January 15 xray |
Because she'd heard I had talked to the social worker, and my GP, and the nurse, about a cough, I am much healthier than Dr. Nelson expected. She also expected the nodules to have grown more than they had. She said that, by looking so healthy, etc., I made her day! And yet the same info. seriously unmade mine. Just goes to show, it all depends on what you were expecting. I was expecting for the nodules to have stayed the same, or to have grown slightly. I was right about that (maybe, the CT scan will show for sure), but it never occurred to me that there would be new ones. A few hours after we left her office, it hit me like a ton of bricks. Enter Death, again, stage right.
Did I really think I was going to be cured, or healed? Well. People tell me it happens all the time. I seem like a reasonable candidate. But damnit, why didn't I remember that almost all the time, that's not the way it ends? That's why odds are odds. Really it's like saying, Hey, You'll win the lottery, happens all the time!
At first she was concerned about my weight loss. Well, I eat healthy food and exercise, and I wasn't doing that as much before, so why not? She said sometimes patients lose their appetite, but sometimes they eat a normal amount and lose weight anyway, 'cuz their bodies can't seem to do anything with the food. Maybe cancer is why I've lost weight. Why I'm tired. Why I cough. Why my mouth is dry and my teeth are changing. Or not. No one knows. I'm not sure why, but today seems much more than before like waiting to die.
April Fools Day xray. Note the new nodule on the lower left, outer side. There was another new one, don't remember where it was. New ones not easy to see in the photo. |
In the studies, I think it was people with ovarian cancer who took Avastin lived 3 months longer than those without. Which we thought didn't sound all that great! She explained, that 3 months is the mean for the group. So some lived longer than that, some less. Tenuous grasp of statistics here. She guessed chemo had a 15-30% chance of working, meaning that the cancer decreases in size by a certain percentage AKA 'there is response'. Come to think of it, I don't know if this was an example or a guess for me in particular. Alas.
Do I want to do chemotherapy? If only I could find out exactly why my tumors are growing slowly and do more of that. Do I want to do chemotherapy but only up to the point where the botheration (love this word, possibly coined by Danamaya) ceases to be worth it, then stop? She said most, if not all, of her patients want to be on chemotherapy all the time, that my wanting to just relax, etc., and not get any treatment makes me "one of a kind." Really? More comfortable on chemotherapy? Who are these people? Anyway. I don't know what to do (other than go buy a mint IT'S-IT from the corner store.)
She gave me a bunch of printouts from cancercare.org. I said I'd read about the various chemos and after the scan, think about what I want to do.
Wednesday I will pick up Paramananda from the airport. Thursday I will get a PET/CT scan. Friday at 4pm, I will find out the results on the phone, then go to Paramananda's retreat.
I'm glad I didn't think to ask how long she'd guess I have to live. I'm not going to ask that anymore. No one knows.
Even Dr. Nelson says cancer is a roller coaster, for everyone.
Dude. Wtf. I am sitting in Scotland thinking of you and imagining you surrounded by a big pink fuzzy ball of healing light with melodious sounds to soothe tissues, both ethereal and biological. Xxx pasadini
ReplyDeleteMust be so, so hard not to have those tiny unseen expectations build up grain by grain til they are a fully fledged sand castle. Too many metaphors or is it similes there I know. I find it hard enough with small things let alone life and death. I love reading your blog and keeping in touch with your zest and courage and honesty and humour. Hope you enjoy being with Paramananda and the retreat.
ReplyDeletelove Vajradevi
Vajradevi has it right--little magnetized grains zipping right back into place, quick and quiet, snick, snick, snick.
ReplyDeleteI'm attached to your life, too, it seems. I had to read the first paragraph 3 times to get that it WASN'T a watermelon they found! OK, all alarms back to greenish-yellow. Such an ornery question: "What's due to what?" I'll bring you a nice soft cushion for that fence you have to keep sitting on. A minty chocolate goodie from the store is absolutely indicated as a complimentary-medicine treatment right now! PRN!
By coincidence, Roger Ebert died today. This is his essay on death, from 2011. http://www.salon.com/2011/09/15/roger_ebert/
ReplyDeleteI think we swing backwards and forwards from a knowledge that we are not going to live forever, that we could die at any moment to a wish that we could actually keep on going into the future. In the middle of the swing is our ability to live in the present moment, but it doesn't last for long, does it? Our expectations of "what to do" swing with us. And, even though I know that I don't fear death, I also know that I certainly fear dying.
It seems to me that you keep making the decision to LIVE as best as you can. And that you are doing this day by day, as you face each challenge of your illness and in spite of the many unknowns.
Suvanna-
ReplyDeleteI am sorry to hear this. Expectations can be so treacherous, but it seems reasonable that we all expect to live, even though we remind ourselves otherwise. You are living and are present in ways that are loving and meaningful to all that know you. Even the cancer docs are impressed! So whatever you are doing, whoever you are being, with your mind and your body and your spirit, it is the right course for you. And you will know from deep inside what is next. Botheration aside choose life, as it seems you are living a beautiful life right now in this moment. Sending love. nancy
Reading your words makes me smile, despite all the crap. You are writing with your heart, and what better can I writer do than that?
ReplyDeleteWednesday I will pick up Paramananda from the airport. Thursday I will get a PET/CT scan. Friday at 4pm, I will find out the results on the phone, then go to Paramananda's retreat. I'm glad I didn't think to ask how long she'd guess I have to live. I'm not going to ask that anymore. No one knows.
Even Dr. Nelson says cancer is a roller coaster, for everyone.
I offer these words:
“We are here and it is now. Further than that, all human knowledge is moonshine.”
― H.L. Mencken