"When an affliction happens to you, you either let it defeat you, or you defeat it.." - Rosalind Russell

December 8, 2009

1st Checkup & Vitamin D

hello blog...

Friday I had my first post-treatment checkup which went well. My doc said the plan is blood work every 3 months and CT scan every year, and to report if I develop any symptoms. I asked her what kind and she said mainly bloating, weight gain, and loss of appetite from the cancer seeding to the abdominal cavity. If I had any problems then I would get a CT scan. Mainly the best monitor is my CA-125 tumor count. She said it will take several tests to find my average level, which could take a year to establish. She also reassured me that because my initial count was so high (412; norm 35), it would be easier to detect cancer growth than with other tumors.

I got my blood drawn on a Friday, so I had to wait until today (tues) to get the results. They drew my vitamin D level as well- I didn't know why but then I researched:Interestingly enough I live in Seattle where everyone seems to be Vitamin D deficient because of the lack of sun. I guess I could say that this contributes to one of the many answers to the whole why me? question. I wonder how effective supplementation is for curing cancer or preventing remission... I was taking a high dose in my smoothie but stopped doing those after I swore off frozen fruit. I guess I need to buy some more. So far my levels are normal (40 something).

Back to the more important result: CA-125 = 13 !!! That's my normal when I was on chemo so it's very good. Yayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy. It was a hard 3 days. Honestly I don't know what I would do if it comes back. To have to go through that entire process all over again- with new chemo drugs and having to lose my hair AGAIN. A whole year of that crap. Most of the time I don't think about the cancer at all- I have so many other things to worry about (job search, waiting to return to school, growing hair). It's like I erased the whole bad part of last year. I seriously can't believe how I put up with all that shit. It's nice to say that I have moved on and will continue to move forward until every three months when I have that checkup. When I am forced to think about it again, I naturally get all worried. This time I really was debating waiting to call about the results. Of course they don't call me- I have to call them. I was thinking that again I would put off knowing so that I could enjoy the holidays. Actually last year that didn't really work because I was trying hard not to tell my parents and that was agony. If the cancer was back this time it would totally change everything. A definite damper on my X-mas trip back home.

In sum, everything's normal and I'm cancer-free. Thursday is my birthday and also is when the SU nurse practitioner first felt my mass. So it's been almost exactly a year since the signs and over a year since the symptoms began. I'm looking forward to a better birthday and the start of a new year.

October 20, 2009

Surveillance Mode Details

The doc says I'm in surveillance mode. Basically this means that I get a CT scan every year and get my tumor markers checked every 3 months. Otherwise I'm supposed to notify her if I start having any new symptoms. So far so good.

I am scheduling an appointment to get an IUD placed. I need the progesterone in the Mirena to balance out the daily estrogen that I'm currently taking. Rather than take progestin in pill form every 3-4 months, I can leave my Mirena in for over 5 yrs. I'm not looking forward to the pain, and I have a nice little stash of oxycodone just for the occasion. I have actually had the experience of inserting one and I know for a fact that they are extremely painful unless you have had kids. Thank god for drugs...

September 25, 2009

Leave of Absense

I think this will be the second to last post for awhile unless something new comes up. Everything seems to be going ok on the cancer front. I have an appointment with my gyn onc on Monday so I will update about that. I am so happy to be done with everything and my big sunburn on my back is finally starting to heal, although now it looks like some kind of fungus because it's lighter than the rest of the skin on my tan back. I also got my port removed a couple of weeks ago so I am most excited about that. No more alien probe/tumor on my chest!

Other than that I have come to another major roadblock in my life. After talking with the nursing program director and dean (or yelling rather), it turns out that I won't be returning to school until spring quarter which is in March. Fuck that. I was told that I would be able to finish up with independent study, doing clinicals this fall and winter and then being done by March. The director instead tells me now that they have no one to teach the one-hour seminar included with the course, and so now I have to reenter the program with the upcoming cohort at the same time I took time off. They said it was "for the best" so I could allow myself to heal fully. Honestly, this is the dumbest thing I have heard in awhile because taking 6 months off IS NOT good for my education at this point. I need continuous clinical experience- with a big break like this I am likely to be extremely behind. I'm scared that I will be so behind that I will again have to repeat the course. WTF?!? Fuck Seattle U. I'm so done with their fucking program.

Sucks cause now I have no job and no school, meaning that my loans go into repayment mode soon. And I lose all the loan money I have been using to live on. Of course I told this to my dean and they apparently don't give a shit.

So now I am figuring out what to do with myself. Yesterday I returned from a 2 week visit to the Midwest to see my family and friends. Now in a week I am going on a road trip along the west coast from Seattle down to L.A. with a good friend. Should be another 2 weeks. Like I have anything else to do... I have been looking for jobs but so far have been denied new graduate opportunities because there are only 1-2 openings at the major hospitals around Seattle. I have no experience for the rest of the nursing jobs, plus no one is willing to hire an RN who will just quit as soon as she finds a nurse practitioner position. So frustrating.

Well that's all for now. Hope everyone out there is well.

August 26, 2009

Chemo DONE

Chemo is DONE! hopefully I never have to spend another day in the chemically-rank infusion ward! Now just 6 more radiation treatments!

I have enough hair to make little spikes! And full eyebrows! And a stupid rectangular sunburn on my back where I got radiation :(

August 18, 2009

Radiation sucks!

Not much to report. Radiation sucks. I'm so tired that I can do about one errand a day, and that errand is to drive to radiation. I don't have any diarrhea, but I have been nauseous a few times in the last week. Kinda randomly. And I am starting to get really bad chemo brain. I'm forgetful and am having a hard time bring up words to mind when speaking. Arghhhhhhhhhhh over a week to go...

I see the radiation oncologist once a week to go over my symptoms and the progress of the treatments. At our last meeting he recommended that I do an extra 3 treatments aimed at the area over my para-aortic nodes where the highest tumor was found. I was like, whatever, what's 3 extra days going to matter? Well we'll see now cause I'm getting really tired of this.

My doctor hadn't order a CA-125 for me yet so I demanded to get it drawn last week. I feel like they have totally forgotten about me- I hadn't had the test in almost 3 month! But all is good, I got it back and it was 9! I think that is my second lowest number yet. And it had better be cause I'm not doing this double whammy preventative chemo-radiation combo for nothing!

Other than that... My sis came to visit last week. We spend a good portion of the time napping or watching movies on my bed. She was just as tired as me! We did go to Karaoke and a fun Madonna-Elvis party though. She dressed up like Like-A-Virgin Madonna in a white corset, and I did the whole cone-boob thing. They were rocking costumes! Pictures to come...

August 7, 2009

Radiation grind

Just been doing the grind lately: chemo on mondays, radiation monday-friday. Radiation is definitely annoying because I have to plan my day around whatever time I have to be there for the day. I don't really have a set schedule at the moment, so each day I ask what's available and show up then. It only takes 20 minutes, but it's 20 minutes to drive there. They only offer it M-F until 4:30pm as well, so I don't know what people do who have a life to work around... what if people still want to work? Not that this applies to me at all, where I concern myself around whether or not it's warm enough to go to the lake and what to make for lunch. At least I get to socialize a little more during the day (usually I am alone during the day because everyone else is at work) at radiation- I have the same 3 techs every time. One girl is super cool- she is my age and is married to a musician. She listens to the same music as me and always changes the pop-music which is playing on the ipod when I come in to her special mix. It makes the whole process just a little easier...

Chemo isn't so bad. It sucks to have to be back in the Infusion ward. I was so excited to leave that place. I even have the same nurse as before. Luckily, I don't have all the side effects this time- radiation caused much more nausea and fatigue than chemo last week. All I have now is that good ole' metallic taste that I missed so much...

Other than that not much is going on. I went to another funk show last night which was pretty awesome. I wore my long rainbow-colored striped socks with my red wig. I looked like I shoulda been in a Skittles advertisement. Anyways, this is the first time I've worn my wig in awhile. I finally have just enough hair to not wear anything- no scarf, no wig. Last week we had this record-breaking heatwave- 103 deg high- so I got used to going scarfless. It's kinda nice because my hair is really soft and my head stays cool. I never thought for the life of me that I would be sporting a supershort pixie cut.

That's it for now..my sister comes next week to visit so I can't wait for that!

July 31, 2009

Radiation Prep & Procedures.. and the NEW plan

I'm rushed to get some stuff up here so this is a half-finished blog from a week or so ago...

Today I went to my radiation appointment to get scans taken and to prep for the real deal.
The first step of this appointment was to prepare a cast for treatments. In other words, the techs had to find the exact position that they would need me to be placed so that the beams would be on target. Since I would be going everyday for treatment, I would need to be able to lay in the exact same position every time. So to accomplish this, they had me lay on the table with my legs over this thin blue mat. Then, they filled the mat with two chemicals, which when combined formed a foam that surrounded my legs. This process took about 10 minutes and was quite pleasant because the chemicals were very warm. After 10 the foam was hardened enough to make a nice little leg-shaped trough. I asked why they only wanted to make a leg cast, since it was my pelvis that would be irradiated; the tech explained that keeping my legs still would stabilize my pelvis, and other barriers would keep me from turning. Little did I know that they other, more permanent plans to keep my pelvis in place. In addition to the leg cast, they used lasers in a cross-pattern to ensure alignment. So to make the points where the lasers would intersect they used tattoo. That's right, tattoo. I have 5 very small black dots permanently inked into my skin- 3 in a line on my torso, lower abdomen, and above the pubic bone; 2 to the right and left of my navel. Not what I was expecting for that second tattoo. I know I will NEVER get another tattoo on or anywhere near my pubic bone again! I remember I asked the tech if he could just make a little design or something, but he told me no- his forte was circles. Oh well, worth a shot. Anyways, each time I was to come in for a treatment, the techs could now line up these lasers with my tattoos and know exactly where to irradiate.

The rest of the appointment was about 45 minutes of CT scans. Just me laying on this table half-naked while this massive xray machine took pictures from side to side and from up top. My arms were above my head and my circulation was starting to get cut-off... very uncomfortable. But finally I was done and ready to meet with my lovely radiation oncologist. Apparently he is the only gynecological radiation oncologist in the area. Well, he told me that he and my gyn onc had a new plan for me. This one I wasn't expecting at all. Instead of doing radiation for 5 weeks on both sides of my pelvic lymph nodes, he thought it would be just as effective to only do the right side- where the original tumors were- as well as the para-aortic nodes (the spot near my two large abdominal blood vessels where some of the tumors had spread). He reasoning was that this way would greatly reduce the amount of radiation my uterus would be exposed to. Of course, I liked this idea a great deal. However, he said that he had discussed with my gyn onc that the treatments would be most effective if combine with low-dose chemotherapy with Taxol as well. The plan was, then, to do 5 wks of radiation (M-F) and chemotherapy once a week (M) for 5 wks. Basically a double whammy of treatments for 5 whole weeks. As crappy as this sounds, the combo plan has shown success in lengthening remission times, and is the best way to protect my uterus. So there it is. This is my next 5 weeks....

More to follow soon!!!

July 16, 2009

Another Cancer Blog

I randomly came across this ovarian cancer blog by a woman who has CCC (clear cell carcinoma). It's pretty comprehensive but if anyone wants to check it out...

Also.................... everyone reading this should be a Follower! It's quick, just click on the link on the side bar- ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------->
you don't need to be a member I think, but if you are it does allow you to comment. It would definitely be nice to see who all is reading this!

Oh and shout out to Adam who is done with his radiation treatment!!!!! woohoooooooooooooooooooo! Way to keep strong Adam!!!

July 14, 2009

Hair update

So I would take a pic but my camera busted this past weekend

Head: dark blonde peach fuzz. it's about an inch in some places but sparse and short in others. I saw a newborn today in the clinic and I have to say that the baby and I were sporting the same hairstyle- I have lots of places where the hair is growing in slower than others- especially on the sides. It looks like I have a receding hairline. I really really hope that I am like a baby and it will eventually all grow in. Otherwise I may be wearing a scarf my whole life :(

Eyebrows: um.. yeah still not there. I look pretty stupid, especially when I am tired. I don't even have many little stubblies here...

Lashes: I have one.. ONE.. eyelash on my left eye. It's a reminder of how long and black they used to be. Everyone says I should pull it but I want that reminder... there are little blonde stubblies coming in thank god.

Legs: some short hairs but blonde!!!

Pits: longish and blonde!

I have decided that in honor of my new hair that I am not going to cut or shave it for awhile, if ever. Especially since it is growing in lighter. It feels wrong to shave something I have been waiting so long to get...

I am at the point where I am feeling more comfortable being bald. I don't wear the wigs often because of the heat, and when it's really hot I walk around my house or yard bald. I just wish that it was growing back evenly because then I could really just go bald all summer.

The last two weeks, radiation consult

whoaaaaa so it's been over 2 weeks... lots happening non-medically speaking...

I had a great 4th- went to a BBQ and watched the fireworks from a balcony in Fremont. They were choreographed by a DJ set blasting out of an old-school boom box. Also complete with Michael Jackson hits in remembrance. Later that night we saw an awesome funk band and danced the night away...

I spent most of the last few weeks house sitting for a friend in an apartment a little south of downtown. I was feeding their dog (who had a mohawk) and taking advantage of living in an urban environment with a pool and hot tub on the roof of the apartment complex. Basically this meant that I spend a good portion of the day dozing off or reading Harry Potter in the sun with an occasional dip in the pool. Not a bad way to pass the time, eh?

Last week I had two visitors all the way from Australia, something which I had been looking forward to for awhile. I had met one of the guys in the train station while traveling in Barcelona, and ended up taking the train with he and his friend to Pamplona for San Fermin (running of the bulls). We had crazy fun times there, and then I ended up meeting back up with him in London, where I stayed with him for almost a month. When I came back to the states, he came and visited me in St Louis, and we have kept in touch on and off throughout the years. He and his brother had now decided to stop in Seattle to visit during their US tour. It was great to see him again as it had been 7yrs since we had last talked face-to-face. I had a great time, showing them around Seattle to all my favorite places- it was like seven years hadn't gone by! Anyways, it was great to get to see him again and catch up- I am definitely planning a trip to Australia as soon as I graduate!

Since my last post I have also started clinicals again. I am at a family practice with two nurse practitioners at least once a week. So far it's been tough because I feel out of practice with examinations, diagnoses, etc. I don't know how long it will take to get these skills back but it is frustrating. Fortunately my preceptor is supportive and a great teacher. The problem is that her patients are so complex- way beyond my level. A guy came in the other day with a history of stroke, diabetes, asthma, and high cholesterol, and he was complaining of a constant severe headache and blood stools. That's quite a workup I did! The clinic still uses paper charts and his was like 2 inches thick! All of the patients seem to have at least 3 chronic conditions which are still in the process of stabilizing. At least I am seeing a lot of interesting cases- we just sent a lady to the ER today for possible Stevens-Johnsons syndrome- a really rare medication reaction...

Ok so back to the medical:
So I had my appointment with the radiation therapist last week. He was this nice, really straight forward guy. He also had a student with him who didn't seem to know anything. Wow I know how that feels.. Anyways, he started by explaining the role that radiation may have in my case. Basically, radiation is not the standard therapy for women with ovarian cancer. Usually they have surgery to remove the ovaries, uterus, and fallopian tubes, followed by 6 cycles of chemotherapy. pretty much what I had minus the hysterectomy. However, because I have the weird, one-in-a-million, super-aggressive and chemo-resistant clear cell type, he recommends that my treatment be a little more aggressive to be sure to rid my body of all the remaining cells. He basically gave me two options: 1.) 5 weeks of radiation to my pelvis or 2.) 9-12 months of low-dose chemotherapy. Hmmm let me think about that one. Chemo for an entire year? HELL NO! It would only be one of the drugs I was on, Taxotere, but it would still have all the regular side effects: increasing nausea, loss of my now baby-fine head of hair, incapacitating fatigue, numbness and tingling of my fingers and toes that within a year could affect my grasp and ability to write, walk, etc, murder of my red and white blood cells and platelets (making me more anemic that I already am). I can't imagine feeling shitty for an entire year- and because it was low-dose I would be getting it more frequently, meaning my side effects would increase over time.. In any case, my immediate thought was FUCK THAT so I asked the doc a little more about the radiation. He said that each session would be about 40 minutes and take place at the clinic M-F. The radiation would be aimed in an upside-down Y shape, so that it would hit my pelvic and inguinal lymph nodes. The side effects were different for everyone, but the most common with radiation to that particular area were fatigue, nausea, and diarrhea. At this point I made very clear how much nausea, how much diarrhea, etc and he said that maybe it would be 2-3 episodes of diarrhea a day and that the nausea could vary- in any case the symptoms don't usually show up until the 3rd week and get progressively worse as you approach the end. He then went through the more serious side effects, which he assured me were rare. Because the radiation was aimed at part of my intestines, it could damage the tissue and cause strictures and places where bowel could no longer pass through- causing obstruction and resultant surgery. I could also have skin damage, although this was unlikely as the beams would be aimed well below the skin. Secondary malignancies was another big one, as the radiation may actually cause other types of cancers later in life. Finally, he brought up the one that concerned me the most at this time- infertility.

As much as my oncologist doesn't agree with my decision to keep my uterus, I would still like to try to one day give birth. Therefore, I was very interested in whether or not radiation could affect the functioning of my uterus, thus affecting my ability to carry a child. Well the Dr. told me that with radiation there is always a possibility. He said that he has known several women who had carried their babies to term after pelvic irradiation. He also recognized that there would be a significant risk of damaging the blood vessels which supplied the uterus, as they are interwoven with the lymph nodes that would be targeted. He then cited several techniques where they could tuck the ovaries behind the uterus as to preserve fertility. As he said this of course I got upset, because I had no ovaries to protect (thinking again about my healthy left ovary that was removed). He assured me that he would do his best to prevent damage to my uterus, and that a detailed CT scan would be used to map out the exact placement of the beams so that they would spare as much healthy tissue as possible. He also reminded me that chemotherapy (or option #2) would best preserve my uterus. He then told me that he would make me an appointment for my detailed CT scan and mapping procedure, and in the meantime I could think over my decision. I told him that it was fine and that I would most likely go ahead with the radiation.

So there it is- I have made my decision to start radiation and am scheduled to have my CT scan tomorrow. I will most likely start my first treatments this week. I did snap a little when the receptionist called me to make the appointment- she said that before I came in for the CT scan that the MD wanted me to get a pregnancy test. When she said it I started to get really angry and asked why, as there is no way I could be pregnant. She said that as long as I could verify to her that I was really sure I couldn't be pregnant that it would be fine. I told her that I was really sure that I had no ovaries and that shut her up for a minute. I know she was just doing her job but I was angry at the doctor for obviously not taking the time to read my chart and the results of my surgery. How can you be a gynecological radiation therapist and not know the status of your patient's ovaries? Idiot. I bet it was the med student who ordered the test... Anyways, I was insulted and did not need that little reminder of my infertility. And I should be able to refuse a test if I want to. This just reminds me of the two weeks before surgery when the various doctors made me do a total of 4 pregnancy tests, including one the morning of surgery...

That's all for now.. Oregon Country Fair experiences to follow...

June 22, 2009

CT SCAN

CT SCAN NEGATIVE!!!!

Diagnostic Procedures, Cats & Naked Biking

So it was an exciting weekend!

First of all, I had an AWESOME time biking nude in the Solstice Parade. It was an exhilarating experience and I am sooooo glad I did it! There were about 500 of us this year, which was first apparent after there was no room at the Palladium for the painting party. It is actually pretty difficult painting yourself and others when you are trying to dry your armpits with your arms to the side and when you keep "exchanging" colors with everyone who walks by you. I had to repaint about every 5 minutes. It was fun though to be amongst tons of people sharing paint and admiring their body art. After the painting area was cleaned up we gathered in front and spent about 30 minutes assembling for a group picture (impossible) and walking around photographing each other. I personally loved the girl painted like Pac-Man. Awesome ideas. Next year I will definitely plan better and work on my ideas- there were a few pitfalls (not getting there early enough so my base coat wouldn't dry, having my friend help me paint my planets when he couldn't draw a circle; leaving all my stuff at the Palladium so I had no clothes later..). After we took our group photo we all gathered for a short ride around Ballard- another area of town that wasn't expecting us. I didn't know what to expect but was greeted with honks and waves and simply stunned people. The coolest thing was that when we passed clothed bikers, we cheered and yelled and actually got two to strip right there in the street and ride with us! By the time we ended up at the parade I was so psyched up. There were people 10 rows deep lining the streets all cheering and waving and photographing us for like 10 blocks. It was awesome! We rode and waved back. When we got to one intersection, a group painted like cops stood next to the real cops and helped direct us on the route- it was hilarious. There was a guy in silver skateboarding in and out of the crowd and catching rides. When we got to the end a few of us circled back around so people could get more shots. It was like being a celebrity. After we were done I had to take a trip back to get my clothes and got a little lost. So that was also kind of fun- being the lone rider on a major street. After I got my stuff I spent the rest of the day in a sarong hanging with friends and enjoying the rest of the festival. It was all- around a great day! And don't worry, I will upload my pics if you don't have facebook! Here's an article in the local newspaper.

This weekend we also had some other news. My roommate's cat has been missing for a week. It was tough cause we had twice heard from the neighbors that a similar-looking cat had been hanging out in their yards. So excitedly we went searching, only to find from a neighbor that there was a dead cat under their stairs. Unfortunately it was our little Bandit- I guess he was probably hit by a car and then crawled . It was disappointing and sad. Especially since our neighbor's cute little dog was killed by a car a week ago. Sad week for pets :( My kitty is especially sad and acting weird.

So back to medical/cancer stuff:
Last Wednesday was my cardiac echo. I still don't have the results yet if you're wondering.. It was actually a pretty cool procedure. I just lay there on the table on my left side and the tech slid the ultrasound probe around my chest. I also had a 3-lead ECG. She let me see the screen which was amazing because I could see my valves clearly flapping around with each beat. I could see all the structures of my heart, and got to watch her measure the flow in each chamber. Very cool. She said that everything looked alright but of course the cardiologist has to read it.

Thursday was the CT scan. I forgot how long it takes! I was there for hours! First they give you two huge bottles of berry flavored chalk to drink (barium contrast). You drink the first one (choice of chilled or room temperature), and sit there for 40 minutes to let it digest. Then you drink number two and wait 4o minutes. The reason they do this is so that the first swallow gets to your small intestine and the second is still in your stomach when you get the scan. Anyways, then I get called for the scan, during which I get injected with yet another form of contrast. I lay down on the scanner and it goes back and forth beaming rays through me. Sometimes a little smiley face on the machine lights up to tell me to breathe or hold my breath (to raise my lungs to get a better image). After the scan, I have to go back into the waiting room for observation because some people react to the contrast. The whole thing took like 4 hrs.

Well that's it for now! Happy Solstice!!!

June 17, 2009

This week

I'm in a not-so-positive mood at the moment. I'm just crabby because I have been feeling bad and not sleeping well. And I'm getting pretty bored laying around all day- even if 70% of the time it's on the lake. At least I am getting tan. Yesterday I officially started my job hunt- I'm missing coaching so bad that I'm dreaming gymnastics. I hope there will be at least one team coaching position open, but I have to factor in the fact that I would have to work around scans and radiation AND clinicals. What a pain. I'm looking for nursing jobs as well, but it's the same deal with scheduling- PLUS the fact that I haven't really done clinical RN stuff in a year. I just need to get down and apply because at least I can start with options to choose from.

I decided that I'm going to be a painted cyclist in the Solstice Parade this year. I recruited some friends as well. For people outside of Washington, one of the Seattle artsy neighborhoods- Fremont- puts on a huge Solstice parade every summer, along with a street fair and "art cars" (cars decorated with the most random things) exhibition. One of the highlights of the parade is a group of at least 300 bikers who come out first- all in body paint and "au naturale," The painting jobs are usually pretty amazing, and people also decorate their bikes and helmets in streamers and paper mache figures. Last year there were two ladies painted like American flags, bumble bees on tandem, and a group of 3 Waldo's cycling around. I decided on a space theme and so tomorrow I'm going to buy some colors of textile acrylic paint. I won't say anymore about the experience until it's over- but this Saturday is the ride. Solstice is my favorite part about Seattle summer and this weekend should be awesome.

Well tomorrow is my cardiac echo and I will definitely report back on those findings as soon as I get them. As far as Thursday's CT scan- I'm not going to know anything until Monday's appointment with my gyn onc and I will report as soon as I know. (So no calling every second mom and dad!). I also should get my latest CA-125 count. Oh- I talked to the nurses and got the CT scan ok'd to include my neck. So now I can get a double check on the thyroid lump that's still there. The doc said it was just a lymph node and it isn't hard like a tumor, but I still want to be sure.

June 13, 2009

aaah so finals are over and now what...

Took my last final EVER today and passed! so the theory part of the program is pretty much done. All my classmates get to walk in graduation on Sunday- I'm really happy for all of them because of all the crap we've all put up with in the program- yet I don't think I can go to the ceremony. I'm still a little bitter that everything is taking sooo much longer for me- I don't get to walk until next years graduation- although I am scheduled to be done a quarter before that. I think it may be for the better in some sense, because I can ease my way back into clinical and will have nothing else to distract me. Clinical is what it's all about anyways. Seeing patents, diagnosing, etc... All that obviously needs some work, although I am getting first hand experiences all along the way.

For the past few weeks I have been noticing that I am having a lot of trouble climbing the hill from the beach and park to our house. It's not that steep, and takes about 1o min normally to walk home. Lately, however, i have had to stop walking five or six times to either catch my breath or because my legs were hurting. At the same time, I was having those palpitations that I talked about in the last blog. Well, today I had an appointment with my Primary Care PA for medication refills and so I mentioned this to her. She listened to my heart and verified that I had a harsh murmur on the left sternal border. (For all of you nursing crew- what's the differential?).

I have always had a hard time hearing murmurs- mainly because I have never really heard one, and secondly because of some post-infective hearing loss. I could barely hear it, but I knew that something was going on... The chemo nurses has asked me lots of questions about my palpitations but no one other than me had ever listened to my heart. In any case, she scheduled me for a cardiac echo- one more diagnostic test that I will learn about first hand to add to all the knowledge I've picked up this year so far. Basically this test is an ultrasound of the heart to look at its structure, blood flow, valves, etc.

So what could be going on with me could be three possibilities: 1.) I'm so anemic that my heart is working too hard to oxygenate my body. 2.) The paclitaxel or carboplatin chemotherapy drugs have cardiotoxic effects and may have damaged my valves. or 3.) I have bacterial endocardititis, an infection in my heart from my port-a-cath line.

I'm hoping for the anemia cause I know that already. I just have to wait and see if anything gets worse before Wednesday when I have my echo. Then, Thursday I have the big CT scan. Lots to look forward to (and lots of reasons for anxiety)!

June 10, 2009

CA-125 reading

I found this tonight as I was clearly procrastinating from studying for my final (at least this is medical!)

"in clinical practice it would appear reasonable to accept a confirmed (at least two samples) doubling of the CA-125 from a baseline value (with a minimum baseline at the upper limit of normal for the laboratory, usually 35 U/ml) as an indication of disease progression. Lesser degrees of change in the CA-125 value may indicate lack of response (so-called "stable disease") but should probably not be considered as actual disease progression in the absence of supporting data (e.g., new ascites, presence of a new mass on physical examination)."

also:
"In addition, even when the same lab is used, a variation of up to 14% can occur in the same patient."

So blah blah- my CA125 needs to go up to at least 64-84 to be significant evidence of cancer progression. I'm way under that yay!

I also read that CA 125 levels can have a cut-off of up to 200 to be benign disease- levels >200 are almost always cancer. Ha to all those people who told me that my CA125 elevation of 412 wasn't much to worry about! It was hundreds over the limit!!!

Some lady on a blog had a pre-treatment level of almost 6,000!!!

June 8, 2009

LAST CHEMO!!!!!

I'm writing from SCCA right now getting my last chemo! Yeaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!! I was looking back at how often I wrote before and noticed that I write so rarely now. I think it's because I am just so sick of everything... Sick of being sick. Sick of planning my week around feeling sick. Sick of having no eyelashes. Sick of answering "how are you feeling?" I never know what to say cause when people ask me it's always a week after chemo and I am feeling fine. except for being tired. Tired because my sleeping problem has gotten so much worse. The other night I couldn't sleep at all and spent the next day in this zone. I'm immune to Benadryl and Lorazepam and pain killers. Nothing helps. I miss appointments the next day because I went to bed late, and then those drugs make me so groggy and unmotivated. It's hard to explain why I missed a 1pm appointment. I mean seriously, it's retarded that I can't get up at that time. Especially now that it's getting so nice out.

I have been enjoying the weather. I've been walking to the beach almost any sunny day- especially during our 80's heat wave. Now it's around 60-70 so not so good. I like being sweaty ;)
This week I hope it's going to be nice. I have my big final on Friday and I'm worried. It's always ridiculously hard in these theory classes. Especially when you get a powerpoint with 262 slides. It's not going to help that I know I'll be nauseous and not want to study. I just want to lay in bed and do crosswords and watch "Freaks and Geeks"

My blood counts this week are still super low- even after the immune-boosting Neulasta shot. Hemoglobin and Hematocrit are 9.9 and 29% when the norm is supposed to be at least 11.5 & 36%. White blood cells are 3.4 when they should be 4.3. I don't feel any of this of course, and have had no problem with infection. I have noticed that I get palpitations- meaning that I can feel my heart beating against my chest once in awhile. It usually happens after I climb the hill from the beach to my house, but sometimes it occurs randomly at rest. I think my autonomic nervous system is just screwed up. My blood pressure is still really low- 100/70- last time it was 99/63 or something like that. So when I stand up I am really dizzy and have to hold onto a wall or something or else I will faint. It kinda feels good, but I am at risk for falling. I can't explain why it's so low because I drink lots of water and don't work out that much. Oh well, must be the chemo.

What's weird is that I am growing hair again. On my head there are some 3/4 inch hairs - some are brown and some are blond. I hope it goes mostly blonde. I was looking forward to that! In any case, it's sparse but all over. My eyelashes are totally gone and my eyebrows are half-way gone- like I plucked them from the middle out. But near the nose side there are tiny little stubbly hairs. I don't get it- why is it falling out on 1/2 the brow and growing on the other 1/2? I guess the new hairs are pushing the old ones out? In any case it's going to look pretty weird with stubble eyebrows. Better than no eyebrows I guess...

So I have a CT schedule a few weeks from now, and then meet with my doctor a couple of days afterwards. I'm pretty nervous about it- what if they find something? that would be devastating. Sucks to have to do another round of something else. It doesn't help that I got my last CA125 and it was 20. Last time it was 7 and it generally has been ranging from that low to 12. I asked the nurse about this and she said that sometimes it can go up from allergies- which I do have a runny nose all the time. I hope that's what it is because that's at least twice from the highest point of my range. Hope hope hope it's not going to go up again- the next blood draw is 2 weeks from today. I have to wait that long to get the results. If it goes up again than I am in trouble... I know one thing that it could be- I have been so sick of smoothies that I have been pretty inconsistent in making them in the last month. Maybe they really were helping kill the cancer cells if I had some left. In any case I am definitely starting them again from today on. I'm just sick of fruit..

In two weeks I start clinical again. One day a week starting 1/2 time at a place in the Northgate area- about 30 minutes away. I think I'm ready but apparently my professor doesn't think so. She wants the preceptor to watch me do a full physical exam and history- two things which I think I am pretty good at. I haven't lost any of that. What I was just beginning to learn and will have problems with is diagnosing again. What really pisses me off is that she is making me redo my midterm and final- where she also observes me. It's nerve racking as hell. Especially with her. A couple of Fridays ago she pulled me aside during our break to tell me about possible clinical sites for the summer. This is sorta how the conversation went: I had told her that I wanted to be in Seattle- something which is not that unreasonable. She start freaking out and telling me that she didn't know if she could get me a site as they were trouble finding them as it was. I asked her why, because I had a SEattle site this quarter- why couldn't I go back there? Nope too hard to find one she says. Then I told her that I was thinking about radiation. That really got her going. You never told me that! That complicates everything! How come you didn't tell me that? When is it? What's the schedule? I have to know the schedule. No preceptors going to let you go 1/2 time... etc etc. Well I told her that I didn't know because I hadn't talked to the therapist yet- they were going to call me sometime after chemo. Well she goes on a rant: Amber you need to know this stuff. You need to get on top of things. You never keep me informed and you need to tell me things. Now I don't know if I can find you a site... Anyways, this goes on for 10 minutes right in front of the classroom door and her tone is not night nice and she is yelling. I had to explain to her at least 5 times that I didn't know and that I'm not at that point yet. I ended up ending the conversation by telling her that I had to move my car and walked away. The whole situation left me pretty pissed off. What does it matter- no preceptor has ever cared that I left early so why should this new one care? Why couldn't she just find something and I could discuss it with the preceptor? Why are other people getting placements in Seattle when I really really need one. The school hired someone to find clinical sites so why was she involved anyways? Most of all, I HAVE WAY TOO MANY OTHER THINGS ON MY MIND THAT ARE MORE IMPORTANT THEN ALL THIS STUPID CRAP! Shut the fuck up! Arghhhhhhhhh. She ended up finding me a closer site who would take me 1/2 time if needed. God I knew it wouldn't be such a big deal. She needs to get control of her stress cause this was totally inappropriate. If I am going to have to work with her this coming quarter than I am going to have to step up and tell her to stop yelling at me for stupid shit and speaking to me so inappropriately in front of my classmates. I mean, geez, I can't even ask her a question without her biting my head off. At least I know it's not just me- I think everyone has to deal with her bipolarness.

Well that's all for now. Wish me a good week of studying and luck on the final!

May 28, 2009

Chemo girl!!!!


hair

Ok so I'm confused. I now have at least 1/4 inch of hair on my head now. Good right? Except I have exactly 1 bottom eyelash on my right eye, and none on my left. And the ones on the top I can count on one hand. And I have about 10 hairs each for eyebrows. So why is one place growing hair and the other disappearing? I'd rather just be bald with brows and lashes...

http://www.hotchickswithnoeyebrows.blogspot.com/

What can't you find on the internet?

Hair restoration?

http://www.ishrs.org/surgical/surgical-eyebrow-eyelash.htm

May 27, 2009

Chemo 5

Well it was last week. And it sucked.. I felt crappy all weekend which was a major buzzkill. This weekend was supposed to be loaded with activities: Northwest Folklife Music Festival on Friday, Sat, and then the Sasquatch Music Festival on Monday. Parties and camping in between. I had all these plans... and no stamina. Friday I felt so crappy and nauseous after my morning class that I skipped my afternoon one and slept until 7pm! All my friends went to Folklife that night and I stayed in bed. Saturday I made it out for a few hours, but was beat after 4 hrs in the sun and skipped another good afterparty to go to bed early. The same thing on Sunday. I finally felt pretty good Monday and so drove 2 hrs to the columbia river gorge for Sasquatch. I had planned on camping but trying to figure out how to park overnight and meet up with people wasn't worth it. The day was warm and beautiful and finally I felt good. The shows were pretty good, including Ben Harper who was amazing from about 10 rows back! I was excited because I also got to meet up with my fellow blogger Adam- we kicked it most of the day and shared our frustrations ;)

All in all, I'm totally ready to be done with this shit. It's been such a long process. Months of planning my calendar around one-week of "sick" days. Who else gets to plan when they are gonna be feel like crap?

May 13, 2009

The Gift of Cancer

I came across another cancer blog and found section that I thought was perfect to describe my feelings and what cancer has given me:
I have realized just recently that when I am thinking positively, I am thinking about things that are real . . . the love and support of friends and family, the knowledge that my body is healing from the chemotherapy treatments, and most of all, the tremendous opportunity I have, thanks to my illness, to stop the speed of life and take time to reflect on what is important.
If you want to check out his blog:
http://lymphnotes.blogspot.com/2008_04_01_archive.html

Orcas Island Pics

This is the view of the surrounding islands from Mt. Constitution, the highest peak in the San Juans











Sunset by the fire













Digging for clams














View of our beachfront cottages

Not much going on

So there hasn't been much going on lately. I've been feeling pretty good in comparison to the other rounds with this new drug. I noticed that I have much more energy which is very nice. My appetite is the same as always which is pretty good- almost too good... I keep craving crap: i.e. sweets, chocolate, fried crap, chips, etc. I am still under my normal weight at 128-130 so I'm feeling lucky that I can get away with eating all that stuff. I have no more than 5 eyelashes left on my lower lids which makes my eyes much less prominent. It reminds me of when the first time I saw my red-haired friend without her black mascara- her eyes were so naked with no definition. Amazing how eyelashes change your appearance. I still have most of my top set although they have thinned. Now I wake up with more goop in my eye because I have nothing to protect them from the dust. My eyebrows are really thin but I haven't lost anymore than from the last round. What interests me is that I have a little more hair growth than before- light brown long hairs spread sparsely throughout my scalp. I'm wondering why only some follicles are producing hair- it makes me worried that I will have bald spots in the future- God i hope not!!!

I spent last week back on Orcas Island with a group of 8 friends. We stayed in cabins and BBQed all weekend directly on the beach. We went clamming and filled an entire bucket! We also saw some other odd creatures: a 10-legged orange starfish, 2 sets of seal/sea lion bones; a 14inch or so large millipede-like creature that freaked me out, and a geoduck. When we found the geoduck we accidentally cut it with the shovel and a tiny crab was inside the stomach. It was amazingly still alive and so we freed it from being dinner. We also found a crab just sitting on the beach so we caught it and later cooked it that night. It was pretty delicious but I was pretty disgusted the way it was cooked: whoever was preparing the water let it boil and then turned the burner off so that the crab was initially cooked in warm water- so that it experienced a much more painful death as it was slowly cooked to death. We also went kayaking and fishing, although nobody was able to catch any fish. We did catch one thing: my friend dropped her camera in off the pier and so we were able to fish that out! All together, it was fun times with good friends on a beautiful beach

I'm spending most of my time now studying, as last week my professor warning me that I was at risk of failing her class because I had failed two quizzes. She recommended that I withdraw from this quarter and take MORE time off. Well, I said fuck that! There were 11 quizzes this quarter and I only did poorly on those because I wasn't there for the lectures as I was in Illinois with my mom. So now I am determined to prove her wrong and ace this class! After all, I have an entire week to study so there is really no excuse for me not to do well. The only thing I am worried about is that my final is AGAIN the Friday after chemo. This time I am going to try for an extension because last time I was wiped out the whole week and brain dead.

That's all for now- Chemo # 5 on Monday!

April 29, 2009

Chemo 4/ Follow-up visit

Wow, I guess I lost interest in this for awhile. Sorry guys, I know people are looking for updates. Well now you're gonna get a long one because it was a pretty important day.

Well Monday I had round 4. I also had an appointment with the my gyn. onc- the first time since I began chemo. I was looking forward to this appointment for awhile because I had gather up a bunch of questions to ask over the last few weeks. Most importantly, I wanted to see what her plan was for my next step of treatment.

Monday morning I got a ride to my appointment thanks to a helpful roomie and was ready to discuss my future. It started off with a quick bimanual exam, which the doc said was perfectly normal. Relief #1- although I haven't had any signs or symptoms that would indicated there was a new mass. I also had her check a few other things out: since I was diagnosed, I had noticed some other abnormalities on my body- just small weird things for which I could use some peace of mind that they were normal findings. Sometimes before I fall asleep I lie in bed and do a self-check of lymph nodes and bumps. I can't really say that I'm being paranoid, because it was doing this that helped me go to the doctor in the first place. (This is also a great time to do your breast self-exam- as I always recommend to my patients). Anyways, I had noticed a small lump or nodule on the right side of my thyroid. It moved when I swallowed and was somewhat soft- which I know is a good sign. Also, I had noticed recently that my tonsillar lymph nodes were bigger than normal. Furthermore, I had two small bumps on my scalp which were pretty noticeable now that I have no hair. When I ran my finger over them they kind of moved with the skin. I don't know how else to describe them. Finally, the last thing I noticed was a small fatty lump on my back near my hip bone- right below my tattoo. Alone these things wouldn't normally concern me too much, but oddly all of these abnormal bumps are on my right side- the same side as my original tumor. It is frustrating because I don't have enough clinical experience with abnormal finding to know if these are benign irregularities or serious signs. After all, I have felt nothing but normal thyroids, and most people have swollen neck nodes most of the time. Anyways, I asked the doctor about all of these things and she had a hard time even feeling them. She said that they were normal lymph nodes, including the thyroid node. The thing on my back was a lipoma or benign fatty tumor. This was somewhat of a relief, although part of me is still concerned. After all, I had brought hard pelvic nodes to her attention when I first saw her and she has said those were benign- and I ended up actually having cancer (although I don't know if those nodes were even involved). So I asked her when I could get the once thing that WOULD give me peace of mind- a full body CT scan.

The doc said that she originally did a CT of my pelvis, abdomen, and chest- which apparently included the area up to my thyroid. This is because ovarian cancer usually spreads to the pelvis, then abdomen (usually bowel omentum or lining), and then chest/lungs. After that, it would show up along the lymph chain- first in the nodes next to my sternum and between my breasts, and then the ones above my collarbone. She checked these during my exam and they were fine (plus I check all the time) She looked at the CT report again while I was in the exam room, and noted that the radiologist had not seen anything suspicious in the thyroid. She did remind me of something that which I had completely forgotten since the first time we talked- the last CT did show that I had something near my esophagus- a 2cm mass. The radiologist had noted that it looked benign so I figured that there is no point being concerned at this point. If it shows up again then I can undergo a scope to go down my esophagus and investigate the tissue further. In any case, she said that I am scheduled for a CT after Round 6- and this time it's a full body one. She didn't want to do it earlier because apparently the contrast is hard on your kidneys and she doesn't want to increase the demand on my body more than i already am.

She then asked me how chemo was going and I told her that I was having minimal nausea, bad fatigue, and neuropathy in my fingertips. The neuropathy immediately concerned her. She said that most people don't have this symptom until after the 5th or 6th round. Unlike what I had been told previously, some people do not completely regain sensation in their fingers. With my young age, she decided that it was best to switch my Taxol (the one causing the neuropathy) to another similar drug which I believe is Taxotere. This drug does not cause neuropathy, and as a bonus only takes 1 hr to infuse as compared to 3. So I got out that day around 2pm rather than 6. However, I was informed of a rather disturbing side effect: some patients have extreme water weight gain- often to the point that they are so swollen that they don't even recognize themselves in the mirror! Luckily my nurse said that the Dextamethasone (steroid) that I have to take can counteract this effect. And guess what- 6 days later and no weight gain!!!!

Side note: I actually just looked up this drug and now found another worrisome side effect that I'm pissed I wasn't told about: apparently patients on this drug can lose their finger and toe nails. WTF?!?! In young people the incidence is about 25% so maybe I will be lucky. It sounds so painful! People suggest bringing in ice bags during infusion to put on your fingers to prevent it- I definitely will have to remember this. I can't believe they didn't tell me!!!!...

After making the change we talked about how the chemo was working. I didn't have the last results from my CA-125, but she has my lowest as being 8. So far so good. My counts were still low all-around (hemoglobin, white and red cells, platelets) but not too low to delay treatment or require extensive safety measures. Then we talked about the next step. Her next step was to do a hysterectomy using the fancy DaVinci laparoscopy machine- meaning that it would be an outpatient surgery with only a few small incisions. I immediately told her no: I intended to keep my uterus as long as possible. This wasn't advised, and she commented that the surgery would be beneficial in that it would offer a second look into my pelvis to possibly detect any changes not picked up by the scan. While this would be normally be a great strategy, I said that I simply wanted my uterus and so she accepted that. She then started talking about radiation. Radiation was not usually the standard of care for ovarian cancer. However, she had consulted with several other oncologists who agreed that it would be an appropriate step to take considering the aggressiveness of my cancer and it's quick spread. I know I have said that I do not want radiation, but I heard her out. I just didn't get the point- if she took out all the tumors, then what would the radiation be directed at? A lot of perfectly-working normal tissue and maybe a small few rogue clear cells. She clarified that although she took out some lymph nodes, she had left others that at the time showed no evidence of cancer. So the radiation, in fact, would be directed at the those nodes that she had left. I told her that what I was worried about was my uterus- as well as how the radiation would effect the normal functioning of my other organs. She said that some of the side effects of radiation after surgery is that it can destroy some parts of the bowel that may have been cut. Thus, the worse case scenario is that I would need more surgery and removal of parts of the bowel. It also can damage the outer tissue of the uterus making it unable to function properly. There were more targeted kinds of radiation that might spare more normal tissue, but she emphasized that it was important to not "box" yourself in, and be sure to get the immediate area around the lymph nodes or else it would be ineffective. All in all, her solution was to refer me to a radiation therapist at the end of my chemo so that I could discuss my options. Without radiation she couldn't be assured that I would be completely cured- with it she said I had much better odds.

And what is cure? Apparently it is being free of growth after 3 yrs. Shorter than what I thought. I think I have changed my mind and may give radiation a chance. Depends completely on what the radiation therapist has to say.

So after this lengthy discussion I had one more thing that I had been waiting to bring up since day one. Why was there no option to save my eggs? People have always asked me that and it was even an option on Grey's Anatomy! There was definitely no option pre-surgery when I signed away my ovaries. And so what did she say? Well, first of all she had no thought in her mind that I had cancer in the first place and that she would have to take the other ovary. It was a last minute decision and so I reluctantly agreed that it was a good choice considering how removal may significantly increase my chances of cure. Plus, chemotherapy would damage the other ovary anyways. Secondly, I don't know the validity of this, but apparently only a few hospitals in the country actually do egg harvesting. I would think that the University would be one of these but who knows. I was kind of confused on what she said after this, but eggs have to be prepared and matured before they can be frozen- usually with fertility drugs to increase the amounts of viable eggs that are released. The procedure is also much more effective if they are fertilized first- not really an option for me at this time.

I found an article on the issue if you want to check it out:
http://www.newsday.com/news/specials/ny-enovary02,0,6004064.story

So I guess I can deal with that. Ashley- I'm still gonna hit you up for your eggs in a few years so be prepared!!!! Take care of those babies! ;)

Well it's Saturday afternoon now and I am beginning to feel myself again. Fatigue this week was it's usual. I slept a lot, but got in a day of yoga and a day at the gym. At yoga, I wussed out and wore a head wrap after debating whether to go bald or not. It's HOT yoga and so I got totally sweaty and my cap eventually fell off during a move. I knew of course that this would lead to SOMEONE saying SOMETHING after class. So as expected, a quiet Asian girl approached me and stumbled through the question of "what happened? why are you bald?" I told her it was chemo and then said something that I didn't expect: that she has just finished 8 rounds herself five months ago. She then said that she had noticed my port (how could you not?) and showed me her's (which of course was small and almost unnoticeable compared to my giant green-blue tinted third-nipple tumor) She said I was strong and she was impressed with how I could do yoga during my treatment. We both agreed that the mind relaxation was helpful. I didn't catch her name but I was glad that she was the one in the class who had brought it up. In any case, I left the studio with something else on my mind: why does she still have her port after 5 months? Do I really have to keep that damn thing in so long after my treatment? Argghhhhh I hate it i hate it i hate it.

April 26, 2009

Free Cremation!


I got this awhile back and it's been on my fridge ever since. Apparently in addition to being 65 and eligible to be in the AARP (I get notices all the time), now I am getting junk mail for end-of-life services. Pretty morbid, eh? Just what a cancer patient needs for their self-esteem ;)

Now about me

Oh so I forgot! While I was home my sister and I got matching tattoos! We researched forever what we wanted- we knew we wanted something that meant 'strength'. We eventually came across the Adinkra symbols of West Africa. These symbols originated from Ghana and were hand-painted onto hand-embroidered cloths that were used by royalty and spiritual leaders in ceremonies and rituals. We found one for strength and then at the last minute decided to get another one that symbolized love.


Strength: (looks like a turtle to me)
WAWA ABA "seed of the wawa tree"

symbol of hardiness, toughness and perseverance

The seed of the wawa tree is extremely hard. In Akan culture, it is a symbol of someone who is strong and tough. It inspires the individual to persevere through hardship. :


Love
: (obviously the one that looks like the heart)
ODO NNYEW FIE KWAN
"Love never loses its way home"

symbol of the power of love


Anyways this was both of our first tattoos. It definitely hurt like getting an injection for 25 straight minutes. Not fun. (Of course, I will get another one anyways). I love the way it looks though and now it doesn't hurt at all. I did ask about getting my scar tattooed- one guy told me that I should wait 2 yrs! He said he did one after 6 months and it started to open again.

I think these tattoos have so much meaning after all the events this year. You definitely have to be strong to get through this. This has definitely been trying for all us, especially my sis and dad. And as for me, I have chemo tomorrow and I am just annoyed. Earlier today I was starting to plan my week and getting in sometime to study and work in the garden when I remembered the chemo. Dammit. Now I'm gonna feel crappy and waste a week of my life. Ugh. It's just annoying. As soon as I feel fully recovered I have to get infused again. Tomorrow morning I am also talk to my doctor- the first time in 3 months. We are going to talk about the plan. I have no idea what that plan may be, but I guess it all depends on whether the chemo is still working. I want her to order a full-body CT scan. I would just like to know that it hasn't spread anywhere else. For some peace of mind. . .

Surgery Bill

Just got my surgery bill and I'm kind of surprised it's not more:

Daily service: 3 days x $2,382= $7,146
Pharmacy: $2,126
Pathology Lab: $3,295 (which I'm pretty sure I was already charged for this)
OR Services: $9,551
Recovery Room: $1,220
+ Other (Med-surg supplies, labs, drugs)

= $27,289

Mom update

Oops I haven't written in awhile! What's new....

Last week I flew home to Illinois again to see my mom now that she is awake and talking. She was moved to the rehab unit for a few weeks. When I first visited it was a complete turn-around from when I visited last! She was able to sit up in bed and pretty much was just like my old mom. I really couldn't tell a difference in how she spoke or in her personality, for which I was totally relieved. Throughout the week I saw her get better. She was eating a little more at each meal so they finally took out her gastric tube. She said this hurt quite a bit and it definitely made it hard for her to get in and out of bed. At first she had a catheter in, but then in the middle of my visit they took it out for a trial- only to find that she couldn't control her urge to go. This freaked her out because she thought she was going to have to have another surgery or have a catheter indefinitely. The docs reassured her that this was somewhat normal, and that her bladder could be retrained. Well the next day when I came in she had already retrained it!

She has lost a lot of muscle tone and it is still hard for her to stand or walk for long periods of time. She still has to use her walker although she is able to go a little further each time. She spends at least 5 hours a day doing therapy, which includes exercises with therabands to work her muscles, cognition exercises to work on areas such as memory and computation, and speech therapy. I didn't get to see her in therapy, but she showed me her daily log in which she had to write what she did that day, who visited, what she ate, etc. Her hands shake a lot so she also has a little ball of pink silly putty that she uses to build dexterity in her fingers. My dad and I were playing with the putty a bit- we all were cracking up because I guess my dad had wet hands from using an alcohol swab and so when he was kneading it his both of his hands ended up entirely pink!

My mom had plenty of visitors besides us, and her room was filled with flowers and cards. The nurses were also really good to her, although I always joked that they probably drew straws to see who had to have her as a patient that day. She is a total pain in the ass! She used the call button for everything- and when she couldn't find it she would just yell out the nurses name until they came. I spend a good portion of my visit trying to either convince her not to call the nurse or actually physically holding the call button away from her. I was trying to keep her independent, which was frustrating because she wanted help with everything. If she wanted to move up an inch in bed she would call (she was entirely capable at this point of doing so herself), or if she had a totally medically-irrelevant question. She even called just to introduce the nurse to me. We had to keep telling her- "MOM the nurse has other patients!" Ridiculous. She knew she was a pain in the ass to. I bet you those nurses argued every morning who would have April...

She gets to go home on Monday- tomorrow actually! I think she is going to have some nursing help at home, because she isn't entirely independent and is at risk for falls. My dad working on getting her disability because she won't be working for a very long time. She is just going to be too fatigued. Plus, she has been officially been diagnosed with Post-traumatic stress disorder a result of the whole incident. She has anxiety and panic attacks almost every night. I asked her whether she could hear me and what it was like when she was sedated on the ventilator, and she said it was all one big nightmare. She could hear us, and we just became part of her awful dream. Basically, she doesn't want to talk about any of it, especially any mention of the events in the ICU. It doesn't help that she had to be cooped up in a sterile, white hospital room for a month as well. She did tell me a little about the morning she went to the hospital. Apparently when she was driving to work, several people had reported to the police that she was swerving in the lanes like she was inebriated. She had even jumped a few curbs. She made it to work somehow, only to find that the cops had been chasing her, and had come into her store to track her down! I guess that's when a co-worker drove her to the hospital. Crazy...

The rest of the time I was home I hung out with my sister and her boyfriend. It was my sis's b-day and so it was nice to celebrate with her even though she was super stressed from studying. I always seem to come home right before an organic chemistry test... It was OK though because I had studying to do myself. I also got to see my old high-school buddy in Chicago while I was home. I haven't really gone out in the city so that was fun, especially after a Cubs game! All in all, it was a nice relaxing week and I was so happy to be able fly home knowing that my mom was alright

April 16, 2009

there's some humor in cancer











The bills are starting to come in

I thought I would post this since I was telling my classmates...

These are some of the costs of my treatments and tests:

Bloodwork:

Comprehensive Metabolic Panel: $125

PTT: $45

MG and Phosphorus Assay: $54 each

Automated Hemogram: $95

Thromboplastin Time: $67

CA-125: $106


Procedures and Tests:

Office consultation with specialist: $320

Pelvic Ultrasound: $270

Chest X-Ray: $216

CT Scan of chest and pelvis with contrast: $1637 each

Port Placement: $6345

Anesthesia for 3-hr Exploratory Abdominal Surgery: $2052

Pathology Consult in Surgery: $285

Pathology biopsy: $136 ea. (I had at least 8)

1 round of chemotherapy: $3591 (listed as pharmacy, IV therapy, Med-surg supplies, chemotherapy-IV, drugs/detail code)



No worries... My insurance covers most of it and the Cancer Center is supposed to pick up the rest. Thank you nursing school for making me get health insurance!