Well, well, a diagnosis has been made and treatment plan is almost complete. The Cut doc made another asshole inspection yesterday and determined the mass was too big for his usual operating procedure. He and the Gut Doc and Poison Doc decided they would add another Doc to the procedure, A Radiation Doc, known from now on as Burn Doc.
The treatment for the next six weeks will be this: A stint will be put in my chest. A pump will be inserted into this stint with a low dose of chemo. That will continue each week for six week. Radiation therapy each day (or each week day) for the same time.
I had a PET Scan today. The worse yet lying on your back for 80 minutes is not my style. At the end I could not breath because of allergies. When you cannot breath nothing else is important but getting the next breathes.
I have conclude when the Big C has been diagnosed there are many that see the Big $$$$$$$.
Update to clarify:
The chemo & radiation will start next week, I think, I will have the stint put in Monday(scheduled) and will see the Burn Doc on Tuesday(scheduled). I assume they will start the next day. They will go on for six weeks. Then after 4 more weeks, they will make a decision for the next turn of events. The radiation is done 2 blocks from where I go to fellowship meetings everyday at noon. No interruption to my daily activities. It takes only five minutes. I will have go to across the river once a week for the pump to be put in the stint. The Poison Doc states I should not have any sides effect to the chemo since it is such a low dose. Yea!! We will see.
This morning I got up at this AM, the only thing my unusual schedule was to go give blood for the research program I had volunteered. I note that I had set a time I could not make. I called and moved the scheduled time back one half one-half hour.
I went and gave the blood without incident. I was given three pages, both sides, describing the research it was involved. I left and went a bagel place and had breakfast. Half way through breakfast I noted I did not have my envelope that had my $50 check. I looked all over the bagel restaurant for the envelope and had one of the workers helping me. Then I called the young lady that drew my blood and my first words,” Stop payment on check”. She you left the check here.
Talked to my oncologist fellowship friend about my treatment schedule. He said it would all be scheduled according to their vacation plans or payments on their boat.
July 26th Busy day doing nothing. The most exciting was back on the 20th of July A research team want to take my blood to determine if Blood work could determine the same thing as sticking tools your your ass. I got $20 for that little effort. Well today they called again wanting some more blood. This time I am getting $50. So Fran & I are eating out at some fancy place.
I called my urologist and Pdoc today and got two calls from the surgeon’s staff, I have not seen yet. The urologist and Pdoc called me back. Now this is where I stand:
A GP Doc
A GI Doc
A Cancer Doc
A Cutting Doc
A Pecker Checker Doc
That is six doctors I wonder if I can keep all these folks informed on whom is cutting, who is burning, who is poisoning, while one is trying to keep me out of the happy house and two others wanting to stick their tools up my ass as soon as possible and a general practitioner trying to find how she can get in on the act and send out a few billings.
Then there is UHC wishing they could drop me. Ain’t nice to get all this attention.
July 20th the GI Doc’s staff started setting me up for test and others Docs , Oncologist & surgeon I have had a scan and it confirmed the mass but did not revile much more.
On July 23rd I visited the Oncologist He states the Colon cancer is stage 1, 2, or 3. He also thinks the neoplasm has been there a long time. He also ordered a PET scan July 29th one-day dater the vista with surgeon.
Yesterday and today I have been dealing with my manic-depressive disorder. This is nothing new.
The answer lies here: First I am a fellowship member and will be as long as I can be. The methodology is this.
I can Love my fellow member.
God, grant me the Serenity to accept the things I cannot change.
The Courage to change the things I can.
And the Wisdom to know the difference.
Practice as Bill Sees It
‘”When I feeling depressed, I repeat to myself state such as these: “Pain is the touchstone of spiritual progress”……. “Fear no evil”………”This to shall pass”………”This experience can be turned to benefit.”
These fragment of prayer are far more than mere comfort. They keep me on the track of right acceptance; they break up my compulsive themes of guilt, depression, rebellion, and pride; and sometimes they endow me with the courage to change the things I can, and the wisdom to know the difference.”
The night of May 23rd my BPH problem became worse, with some burning when urinating. I called my GP and got an appointment late the afternoon of the 24th.
I went to my noon AA meeting, but left when a Doc at the meeting wanted to drive me home. I thought I was ok so I drove home myself. After being home for about an hour I knew I should not drive. So I got other transportation to the GP. I was not examined nor listened to. They did take a urine sample, but my insurance did not pay enough so they sent it to another lab. I was given a perception for ciprofloxacin for 20 days. I filled perception, took that day as prescribed. I came home and laid down, I went home laid down after I had taken my meds. My temp soared up to 101° later 103°.
I rested on the 25th hoping the meds would take effect. On 26th my wife called the GP and announced my condition. The Doc changed the infection med and also changed the BPH med that I had been taking for 5 years. 16 hours later my prostate had closed all flow of urine from my bladder. My temp had gone back to normal after the change in meds. I had to go to Immediate Care unit to be catheterized. They told me to double the BPH med. the only empties my bladder they did not have catheter bag. I spent a wonderful night on the commode. The next day I began to feel better. I went to my GP and was reamed out for going to Immediate Care unit not ER. I told them I wanted to see an urologist. They got me an appointment Tuesday June 1st.
The urologist visit was very uneventful. When examined my postdate, he noticed blood and told me to get it checked quickly. He also told me to take the antibiotic another 10 days after the one expired that that the GP the asked to take. The he said I should have blood drawn for PSA test, which I did when I got home.
The GP examined for blood in stool and found none and me to fast and come back the next day to do blood work for general health conditions. During the night I had much red blood in my stool which I told the nurse the day. Then the GP thought I should see a GI Doc.
After much ranging we found one that we could find near the fellowship cud I attend frequently. We went to a GI doc on the 7th of June. He suggested a Lower & Upper GI, because my general health test showed I was anemic. Since I was in the middle of the BPH problem and vacation scheduled to start July 4th. This was set up for July 20th.
I took the last antibiotic on June 13th. Went and had blood taken for PSA test on 14th. The urologist called late on the 16th and I could not get phone out of my pocket. I call him on the 17th and he said my PSA level was 10, “very high”. He said I should come in that day. I did. I still had the infection and he ordered up another antibiotic. I took the first one the evening and 10 minutes later I was getting a shortness of breath symptoms, sometime later I was becoming horse. Those systems lasted 5 hours.
I call the urologist the next morning and they suggested another antibiotic for 28 days. After that I was to take another PSA test.
We were off for vacation the 4th of July to the Southeast USA and stayed in that area until 14th of July.
I took the last antibiotic on the morning of the 16th of July. I went on the morning of the 19th to have blood drawn for PSA, later I started the preparation for the GI test the next day. 12:30 PM on the 20th I took the GI test the GI Doc did do the upper GI because he found the cause of the anemia which was a mass of neoplasm about the size of an apple, 20 centimeters from my rectum.