I'm sure it's just me, but some days I feel like teh interwebs just aren't as funny or interesting as they used to be. I mean back in the day there were things like Bob from Accounting and Shizzy's Mailbag. Hell, even WednesdayClub.net brought the funny now and then...cough...plug...
Now they've all fallen by the wayside.
I mourn them all, though when I think about WednesdayClub's demise there is bit of a pinch. A small painful reminder that my inaction contributed to its demise. You live and you learn, right?
Dunno if it's just the day, but I really can't find anything humorous to occupy my time. Please help.
In the meantime, I will search through the WayBack Machine for some comfort from the past.
On an unrelated matter, my mom has now had a couple of doses of her chemotherapy and so far there have been no side effects. I'm going to take that as a positive sign. For now.
Showing posts with label Cancer. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Cancer. Show all posts
Thursday, June 05, 2008
Wednesday, June 04, 2008
Neither Feast Nor Famine...more of a light supper, really
My mom's oncologist appointment was yesterday. We went, we sat, we waited, we learned that her cancer, while incurable, is treatable for now. It's also stayed put and hasn't spread any further. So far.
While it's not the best news, it's about as good as anyone could expect in this situation.
We discussed various options, including phase 1 or 2 first line clinical trials, but in the end she opted for a milder form of treatment. By the end of the week she will have begun her first round of chemotherapy. The bright spot is that, for now, she will not require a pump or portal, because rather than having traditional IV chemo, she will be taking Capecitabine, otherwise known as Xeloda. It's an oral form of chemo, that has milder side-effects.
There's no way of knowing how long it will work, or if it will work at all, but for now it's a forward step.
While it's not the best news, it's about as good as anyone could expect in this situation.
We discussed various options, including phase 1 or 2 first line clinical trials, but in the end she opted for a milder form of treatment. By the end of the week she will have begun her first round of chemotherapy. The bright spot is that, for now, she will not require a pump or portal, because rather than having traditional IV chemo, she will be taking Capecitabine, otherwise known as Xeloda. It's an oral form of chemo, that has milder side-effects.
There's no way of knowing how long it will work, or if it will work at all, but for now it's a forward step.
Tuesday, June 03, 2008
Feast or Famine
Today's the big day. This afternoon I am taking my mother over to the Humphrey Cancer Center to get the results of her PET scan and blood tests and to meet with her Oncologist to go over her options for treatment.
Today is one of those days where things will go very well or very poorly, hence the title above. We'll find out if the cancer has spread further, if there are any treatment options and whether my mom has years or months. Either way, the six hours between now and then are going to be stressful for everyone here.
Today is one of those days where things will go very well or very poorly, hence the title above. We'll find out if the cancer has spread further, if there are any treatment options and whether my mom has years or months. Either way, the six hours between now and then are going to be stressful for everyone here.
Friday, May 30, 2008
The PET Scan Part Deux...
Everything went as expected with my mom's PET Scan yesterday. We won't get any of the results until our meeting with the oncologist on Tuesday. However TheWife and I have to stay clear of her for a day or so until her body flushes the radioactive materials. The caution is more for TheWife than myself, but everything should be 5x5 by tonight. I guess the radioactivity has a really short half-life of about 2 hours. Thus, by the end of the first 24 hours she should be clean and clear.
Now it's just another waiting game. Waiting for results, waiting for treatment suggestions, waiting for the next show to drop, etc. In the meantime I have to meet with her and her financial manager to discuss her estate and what will happen to it if anything happens to her. Did that make sense? Anyhow, it's a conversation I really do not want to have. I think that's why she's taking me to the Farmer's Market first--to bribe me into being in a good mood. We'll see about that.
Now it's just another waiting game. Waiting for results, waiting for treatment suggestions, waiting for the next show to drop, etc. In the meantime I have to meet with her and her financial manager to discuss her estate and what will happen to it if anything happens to her. Did that make sense? Anyhow, it's a conversation I really do not want to have. I think that's why she's taking me to the Farmer's Market first--to bribe me into being in a good mood. We'll see about that.
Thursday, May 29, 2008
No title sad enough...
Doesn't this just break you're fuckin' heart? Seriously--no sarcasm here. As I was walking my dog this morning, I read that story and it just about made me cry.
In other rainy day news, my mom goes in for her first PET Scan today and more blood tests. The PET Scan will tell us how far the cancer has progressed and help determine the best course of treatment. The blood tests are being done to try and reconcile why she has a multi location cancer, yet her liver functions and hemoglobin levels are currently normal. We won't know the results until next Tuesday.
I really need something good to happen today. Anything, no matter how big or small would help.
In other rainy day news, my mom goes in for her first PET Scan today and more blood tests. The PET Scan will tell us how far the cancer has progressed and help determine the best course of treatment. The blood tests are being done to try and reconcile why she has a multi location cancer, yet her liver functions and hemoglobin levels are currently normal. We won't know the results until next Tuesday.
I really need something good to happen today. Anything, no matter how big or small would help.
Thursday, May 15, 2008
...And the surgeon says...
...your mother has cancer.
It was the last thing I ever expected to hear.
On Monday my mother went into the hospital to have some surgery and when it was over the surgeon came out to tell me that during the course of the procedure they had to abort because they discovered numerous tumors in my mom's abdomen and colon.
Fuck.
It was the last thing I ever expected to hear.
On Monday my mother went into the hospital to have some surgery and when it was over the surgeon came out to tell me that during the course of the procedure they had to abort because they discovered numerous tumors in my mom's abdomen and colon.
Fuck.
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