Showing posts with label chemotherapy. Show all posts
Showing posts with label chemotherapy. Show all posts

Wednesday, December 7, 2011

The Mother of all Updates

As you have ascertained, I have not updated this blog in SIX MONTHS! Yes, I know. There are reasons, none of which I will get into right now. Suffice it to say, it has been a bumpy road the last six months.

Chemotherapy has been awful. It seemed that the longer Rob was having chemo, the worse he felt. In August, we drove to California to visit my dad. Rob was supposed to get a chemo treatment the day before we left; however, after a conversation with his oncologist, we decided to wait until we arrived home. This was a nice five-week break (generally there are three weeks between treatments).

August: When we returned from California, we had a treatment. Soon after, Rob’s dizziness and nausea increased. Bruce, the nurse practitioner, had Rob walk down the hall like he was walking a tightrope. Needless to say, he failed miserably. {It was quite humorous to watch, actually.} Because he was having nausea with the dizziness, a brain MRI was scheduled. Bruce was worried about the cancer metastasizing to his brain.

It hadn’t. Phew. Another bullet dodged?

September: We ended up calling Intermountain Healthcare’s Balance Center. We found that (in addition to nasty chemo side effects) Rob has BPPV (Benign Paroxysmal Positional Vertigo) – otherwise known as ear crystals. This is why he had been walking around like a drunken sailor.

We had a CT scan at the end of September. It was hilarious. The radiologist wrote the report with minimal information regarding the growth of the tumors. {Wouldn’t you think that if the diagnosis was cancer one would give detailed information about the growth, rather than “slight progression of metastatic disease” as the best detail? Come on! We make treatment decisions based on these reports!} Anyway, I digress.

We went into the appointment with no better understanding of what the last scan showed than before we had the scan. Bruce was just as confused as we were. Hahah! So glad that it wasn’t just us that felt like the report was lacking. He sent a request to the radiologist to get detailed measurements. We went ahead and had chemo, because we weren’t sure about the scan report.

October: One week later we received a call from Bruce with the addendum report: there are several more tumors, most are growing, the largest tumor nearly tripled (now 9 cm x 4.5 cm) and the second largest nearly doubled (now 7 cm x 3.6 cm). Minimal changes? Really? Well, with that bit of information we decided to cease the chemotherapy treatment. Nine months of chemo was enough.

Another bit of fun information is that the scan showed that Rob had a kidney stone. Apparently, if one is drugged up enough, one doesn't feel a kidney stone. His brother and sister both had one this year and they were in so much pain. Rob said that they were wimps. He had an ultrasound two weeks later and apparently he passed the stone (again with no pain). Wow. He is Superman!

Mid-October: We spoke with the oncology doctor about other chemotherapy treatments. With one of the treatments, he would have nausea, hair loss (which screams cancer patient), fatigue, and joint & muscle pain. The other treatment would be all the side effects as in the first option, with the exception of hair loss. Since the chemo drugs he just finished made him sick, he would definitely become sick with the other treatments. The chance of the chemo working is cut in half and it we could expect that it would work half as long as before. Since the last drug lasted roughly nine months, then the new would work roughly four and one half months. As Dr. Litton was telling us all this he said that he was talking himself out of the chemo treatments as well. {Honestly, we had, had enough. The thought of treatment made Rob sick – and still does.}

November: Rob enjoyed thoroughly NOT having chemo treatments. We had family pictures done on his birthday.

December: We are supposed to just watch for the cancer side effects now. Increased fatigue, short of breath, losing weight.

Speaking of losing weight…Rob has lost 26 pounds since January. Most of that weight loss started in the middle of August. He weighs less than when we were married 18 years ago. Interestingly enough, did you know that cancer puts out hormones that make it impossible for your body to absorb calories? One could eat 4000 calories in a day and still lose weight. That is why people with cancer lose weight. I always thought that the calories were going to the cancer cells. Huh. See Rob's weight loss line chart below:



Thursday, December 1, after meeting with Jane (our palliative care doctor) we decided to be proactive in Rob’s care. We have started hospice. Before I go on, I would like to provide some education about hospice. The following definition of palliative care & hospice from NQF (National Quality Forum):

Palliative care refers to patient- and family-centered care that optimizes quality of life by anticipating, preventing, and treating suffering. Palliative care throughout the continuum of illness involves addressing physical, intellectual, emotional, social, and spiritual needs and facilitating patient autonomy, access to information, and choice.

Hospice care is a service delivery system that provides palliative care for patients who have a limited life expectancy and require comprehensive biomedical, psychosocial, and spiritual support as they enter the terminal stage of an illness or condition. It also supports family members coping with the complex consequences of illness, disability, and aging as death nears. Hospice care further addresses the bereavement needs of the family following the death of the patient.

Of particular importance, palliative care services are indicated across the entire trajectory of a patient’s illness and its provision should not be restricted to the end-of-life phase.

There have been studies that prove that when one is involved with hospice, they live longer and have a better quality of life versus receiving treatment until the bitter end. We are "choosing hospice to live, not to die" (the words of Jane). If you are interested in learning a little more about hospice and why someone would choose hospice, here is an article written by Atul Gawande, MD, titled “Letting Go.” This is not a short article (about 25 pages); however, it is well written and gives examples about hospice versus treatment. I would recommend this for anyone interesting in finding out more about hospice.

This is what I have learned so far with our interviews with the hospice people: Hospice consists of an interdisciplinary team. This group of people provide treatment at the patient’s house. The disciplines are: a nurse (for physical needs), a chaplain (for spiritual needs), and a social worker (for emotional needs). Additionally, volunteers come to the home to help out with respite care (for me), run errands (if needed), and help clean (wahoo!). So far, the folks at CNS are amazing. They are a well-oiled machine. Monday morning I received three phone calls to make appointments for the various professionals to come to our home for the initial assessments.

As time progresses, I hope to provide better communication in a more timely manner. I have been a bit overwhelmed the last six months. {Does anyone even read this anymore?}

Present day: As far as how Rob is feeling: his fatigue is picking up a bit. He still has energy; however, I can see it slowly evaporating from him like rain hitting the pavement on a hot summer day. He is coughing more. We both noticed it last week and it seems to be progressively getting worse. Soon, he will sound like a smoker. Haha. The thing I love most is when he is sleeping next to me and I hear him breathing. Sometimes, it is rattle-y. Well, at least he is breathing. His pain is well managed right now. {I need to mention that he is not dying right now. Rob is concerned that I am making it sound like he is withering away. He is much better than he was this time last year (remember the oxygen?); however, I watch him like a hawk and I see that he is a little more fatigued than last month. It is only a flesh wound.}

As you may have already figured out, Rob isn't working anymore. He is enjoying his 'early retirement'. He spends his time painting, drawing, reading, walking, doing yoga, taking the kids to school, cooking dinner {wow. I have a housewife!}, working at transferring our home videos to DVDs, and updating his personal history.

Before I sign off, I would be remiss if I did not mention a few notes of gratitude.

The folks at Otto Bock Healthcare (Rob’s employer) have been completely AMAZING. You know what you have done. I cannot even begin to relay the gratitude Rob and I feel for you and what a blessing you have been in our lives. We appreciate all the love and support you have given him and our family over the last (almost) ten years (6.5 of that has been life-with-cancer). It is unheard of these days for an employer to stick by an employee to the degree you have. We are eternally grateful.

Everyone at Utah Cancer Specialists – our entire cancer experience has been so positive. We appreciate the fantastic care you have given Rob. It has been such a pleasure seeing you every three weeks for so long!

Thank you to our families – for standing by, helping, loving, and supporting us. We know that you will continue to do so. We are so blessed to have such amazing families.

Thanks to our ward family for the words of support and encouragement. We appreciate you asking after Rob and commenting how much you enjoy seeing him at church. Yes, he does look fantastic (he is like a college boy again - he is 13 pounds heavier than Jacob and can wear Jake's pants now - from a size 34 waist to a 29).

Thanks to my work family. Working full-time would be awful if it weren’t for you. I am so blessed to have such good friends. Thank you for your support.

Thank you, my Arbonne family. You are so supportive and kind. I appreciate you.

We would like to thank God for the peace, love, and support we feel from Him. Without Him, I cannot imagine how much more difficult this journey would have been.

More updates to come!

With much love and gratitude,

Jessica

Monday, July 4, 2011

Update...

Rob just had a scan: no change from the previous in April. That is fabulous. Wahoo!

This scan was a little different than all others he has received. It was an angio CT. He had been having some pains in his lungs (different and more than usual) and some swelling in his legs. His palliative doc thought that he might be having a pulmonary embolism (blood clot in his lungs). She wanted to make sure that, that wasn't the case.

All clear on the clot front. Another bullet dodged?

He is still continuing with chemo every three weeks. He gets poisoned next week, in fact. When people see Rob, they say, "Wow, he looks great! He looks normal." He really does. He has lost ten pounds in just under two months. He doesn't eat near as much. In fact, looking at his plate yesterday and mine, I was really embarrassed how much food was on mine. I felt like Miss Piggy in all her glory. Oink...

People who have not experienced chemo first-hand, think of chemo like what is seen in the movies. Since real-life is not always like the movie, I thought I would share what this particular chemo does to Rob. The name of the drug is called Alimta.


  • It does not make his hair fall out. I think that people are surprised that he is having chemo, since he still has hair.

  • He mostly feels crummy for one week after. Someone asked me how quickly he can feel the effects of the chemo. The whole process takes about 1.5 hours. When we are driving home, he is feeling it.

  • The day of chemo his face turns a funky yellowish-greenish color.

  • The day after chemo, his face turns bright red and swells a little; think dodge ball. It is like he is burnt - he actually has a bunch of freckles from this chemo - it is called hyperpigmentation. His appetite is somewhat there. He eats, but not much (hence the weight loss).

  • After the first week, he starts to feel a little better. Tired still, but not as the first week. A little nausea, but nothing that a bunch of pills won't help.

  • He is exhausted, but cannot sleep. Too much on his brain? Not sure...

  • The week right before, he starts to feel a little sick again. Nausea sets in again and he is very tired.

  • He can function and do the things he needs to. He can help me around the house, play with the kids, drive himself to work for a few hours a day a couple days a week (not the chemo week, though). He just has to pace himself. He will take a nap for a few minutes or several hours, depending on how much he has done that day or week. He is not sitting in his cancer chair all day long.

I have tried to take a picture of him during the 'face of many colors' but he is pretty adamant that I don't. I guess he doesn't want that chronicled. Hmmm. Next week, we meet with Dr. Litton's PA, the palliative care doc, and get chemo. Cannot wait!

Saturday, March 26, 2011

Round Four

Again. I am so resistant to updating. I figure if I don't post an update, then we are all cancer free. [does that work?]

I will start from last week's doctor appointment with Rob's palliative care doc (Jane McPherson)...

3/16/2011 ~ Doctor Visit
Rob gained two pounds. His oxygen and everything else is normal. Blood levels are a little low, but within chemo parameters. Wahoo! His pain levels are much better (thanks to the doc's tweaking of his meds).

We talked to her about how much better he is breathing and how he seems to be coughing less than before. We wondered whether there was a connection between the chemo and his feeling better.

Jane told us that tumors trap infection and this constricts the airway. Chemo often times helps shrink the tumors which in turn reduces the inflammation and makes the oxygen work better in the lungs. (Phew!) Does this make sense?

Rob is still feeling a bit of pain from the chemo site from six weeks ago. Apparently, the chemo is a poison (really?) and it is causing some irritation in his veins. We talked about a PICT line and a PORT, but decided that to help combat this pain and to make it so it is better in the future, his nurses will dilute the chemo solution a bit more and he will need to apply moist heat on the site. It is less invasive this way and where we don't know how much more chemo he will be having, it doesn't make sense to hook him up and make him a Borg at this stage.

One thing we did - that everyone should think about doing - is we filled out a form called a "Pulse Form." This is a document that one carries with them at all times (glove box, wallet, at home, etc.). It tells any emergency worker/caregiver/hospital/etc. what one's wishes are in the event of a car crash, etc. It was a fantastic conversation to have with Rob and Jane. There were interesting questions: some that I wouldn't have thought to ask.

3/24/2011 ~ Chemo Day
Rob lost two pounds. (Are we seeing some sort of trend yet?) Blood levels were OK enough to get the chemo.

Chemo went well. It was long. The last few days have been good. Fatigue. Nausea. Hiccups. Nothing new.

xoxox

Sunday, January 23, 2011

What a Week!

What a week this has been. I left, very reluctantly, to go to my Arbonne convention in Las Vegas. I was so worried that Rob would get worse as the week wore on.

All during the week, he didn't feel well at all. I am grateful for friends and family to get the kids to where they needed to go as well as all of their meals so they wouldn't starve.

I am so incredibly grateful that despite my worries of leaving Rob, I was able to go to Las Vegas and enjoy my conference and be with my amazing Arbonne sisters. It was a week of incredible training, surrounded by positive men and woman, and being uplifted! It was nice to have the technology to text my family and have constant communication to know that everyone was well off.

When I returned home on Friday (late - my airplane had electrical issues and we had to de-plane, board another, and were in the air an hour later), Rob's dad drove us straight to Rob's oncologist for his first round of chemo.

We saw a physician's assistant before starting his chemo. His blood pressure & weight looked good (despite not eating more than a meal's worth of food during an entire week). His oxygen levels, however, were dismal. Remember how they were 84% when we were at the ER five days earlier? Well, on two liters of oxygen, they were at 83%. Yeah, they moved pretty quickly to increase it to four. Huh. Not sure how we can know this in the future. I am planning on contacting the home health agency to have them come out to our home periodically to check it - don't want it slowly slipping and have no idea.

Saturday (yesterday), he felt absolutely terrible. He received scripts for three, yes three more (he already had one) anti-nausea medicine. Not working so well. Between being sick and feeling sick, it was a very busy day. Holy moley.

We decided that we are going to find one thing each day for which to be grateful. I won't tell you what Friday's gratitude entry was - pitiful, really, but Saturday, it was: "I was finally able to sleep during the day." That is spectacular!

Generally, sleep is the one thing we can look forward to when unwell, but that has alluded Rob for the past week. He vacillates between our bed (which is now on an angle - I say it is 45 degrees, but Rob assures me that it is not) and his cancer chair (remember the Lazy Boy?).

Today, he was awake for about three hours total. Yes, he has gotten back into his newborn sleeping habits again.

Monday, January 10, 2011

A New Year

As much as I enjoyed the holidays with the family, I am really glad that December is over. No, it is not because of all the hustle and bustle of the season. Rob really had a rough month.

As you read in the previous post, he had pneumonia at the beginning of the month. He sort of got better, but not really. The coughing (which is ever present anyway) seemed to lessen a bit after being on his antibiotic, but then about 13 days after his last dose, he started right back up again. The cracked/broken rib didn't help much. The pain was pretty intolerable.

The 27th, I called his oncologist and explained what was going on. More antibiotics, cough medicine, and pain medicine was called in. It took several days before he felt better.

So: to sum up December...

Coughing
Pain
Coughing
Pain
and
more
Coughing.

Monday, January 3, Rob had another scan. We met with Dr. Litton on Thursday last week.

Cancer: growing (surprised, right?) - the largest tumor (according to the report) is 9 cm long by 4.5 cm wide - wahoo! So cute. The little tyke just trying to grow up.

Anyway, I digress.

Basically, he said that at this point in time, if we are going to do something, we really need to it now. He gave us three options.
  1. Do nothing

  2. Start chemotherapy - the kind that he would have Rob take is Carboplatin/Alimpta. Supposedly, he will not lose his hair (what hair anyway?), but there will be some side effects like fatigue, possible neuropathy (where your extremities hurt and tingle like someone is poking you with pins, and every step hurts), and we read about some other possible side effects like nausea and weight loss.

  3. Join a Phase One Study (that means that they just finished testing on animals and are ready for the human guinea pigs) at Huntsman at the University of Utah. We don't know any of the side effects or whether he would be a candidate.
He said that if we go with the chemotherapy route, we needed to start within the month. The reasoning behind this, is that, they need some sort of baseline (his January scan) to see how the tumors react with the chemo. If we wait too long, it will be difficult to see what effects, if any, the chemo makes.

Sunday, we had the whole family fasting and praying on our behalf. Poor Noah (he is eight). He thought that he was going to pass out from not eating. It was a big deal for him.

I feel like this whole week has been like I am sitting on a giant pendulum. At first, I was indifferent to the chemo option. Next, I worry how it will effect Rob and whether it is going to decrease his quality of life. We know that this will not cure him. Then, I think, well, it may just assist in making those pesky tumors stop growing. ARGH!

Rob has decided to try the chemo route once more. I think that it is safe to say that the study is out of the picture at this point.

This Friday, he will go in to visit the lovely nurses at Utah Cancer Specialists, and get a script for folic acid and receive a B-12 shot (both of which are to help stave off neuropathy).

The following Friday, January 21, we will go and get the poison pumped into his body, in hopes that it will make the cancer not grow as quickly. After two to three treatments (each three weeks apart) we will re-evaluate. He will have another scan and we will decide whether to continue with the chemotheraphy.

With this breaking news, I will probably be updating the blog a bit more - to keep you apprised of his health. I know you are all waiting with bated breath...