Months ago, when we consulted with a doctor from
the University of Pennsylvania liver cancer center, he suggested one addition
to our treatment plan with the doctors here. It was a PET/CT scan using an injection of
Gallium 68, a radiopharmaceutical tracer. Whew! The purpose was to see if the
source of my cancer could be found through this imaging.
Unfortunately, this scan was not yet available
in Tucson, so I had to go to the Banner M D Anderson Cancer Center in
Gilbert. After working through the
process of insurance approval and getting on their schedule, Cathy and I drove
up for the test on Christmas Eve. We then had an appointment with the
oncologist in Tucson on December 30, where I expected we would review the
results and discuss next steps.
My doctors had received nothing after the
test—not a CD with the images or even a written report from the person who
reviewed the test at the site. I had
received an unintelligible (to me) written report through my patient portal, and
was able to show it to the doctor, but without seeing the images no conclusions
could be reached. We thought the delay
was related to the holidays and waited longer.
Turns out I had to authorize the release of the test. I’ve done that now, but my doctor is out of
town for a few days…so I’m waiting, and not too patiently. In the meantime I’ll finish this blog entry
and write another when we have more news.
In my December 3 blog post “In the Depths,” I
wrote about the extreme fatigue after the first radiation treatment. For two months, June and July, my life was
mostly sleeping or resting. No
driving. No more than one outing a day,
and many days none. My second treatment
was November 12, and my expectation was for a repeat of the first
recovery. Pleasant surprise—this time
the after-effects were much milder. The
fatigue was not as profound. My mind
felt less confused. I still couldn’t
stand for long, and my walking speed was, as my grandmother would have said, as
slow as molasses in January. My only contribution to the Thanksgiving feast was
to bake two pecan pies, but all my kids and grandkids are super cooks. I started driving again on an occasional basis
in mid-December, and I was even able to help with hospitality for asylum
seekers.
A couple of changes coincident with
the radiation treatments: Drinks--I have
lost my taste for Diet Coke, or indeed any sodas. Used to be my lunchtime favorite. Also, I no longer ask for ice in my water, so
long as the water is cold. Hair--Doesn’t
the Bible say somewhere that hair is a woman’s crowning glory? Well, mine has lost its curl and thinned
somewhat since radiation. Sigh… Thank
goodness for the beautiful hair bands made by refugee women in the Lutheran
sewing project. When I can’t stand how
my hair arranges itself, I add a colorful hair band and feel better. Who knows whether these changes were caused
by the radiation, but I suspect so. Not
a bad trade-off for shrunken tumors!
Resources
The world news is so dark these days. Our elected leaders and their dogmatic
followers have been carrying out deeply harmful and wrong choices domestically
(SNAP and border immigration policies) and internationally (assassination and
military buildup) to name a few. I have looked for comfort in meditation and
music.
Someone gave me a bookmark printed with “The
Great Invocation.” [Note: I changed the
word “men” and modified the prayer a little.]
From the
point of Light
within the
Mind of God
Let light
stream into
the minds of
humankind.
Let Light
descend on earth.
From the
point of Love
within the
Heart of God
Let love
stream forth into
The minds of
humankind.
May Christ
return to earth.
From the
center where
the Will of
God is known
Let purpose
guide
the little
wills of humankind—
The purpose
which
The Wise
Ones know and serve.
Let Light
and Love and Power
Restore kindness,
community, and peace on Earth.
There
is a new CD by Sara Thomsen, “Song like a Seed” with songs of justice and
peace. I recommend it. I’ve also been listening to Pete Seeger’s
music. He energizes me for the struggle
and feeds my soul with hope.
A
friend who does advanced crochet made me an octopus. When I’m sad or lonely, there are eight curly
arms to give me a series of hugs!

Our hearts go out to you as you go along this journey...
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ReplyDeleteIt was so nice to see you and the family! Continued prayers for you! Hugs
ReplyDeleteI loved reading this. I hadn’t seen this blog before, but I want to take advantage of this comment section to tell you how very much I admire you and have done so since I met you in 1986, when I was a student getting my MSW at the ASU-Tucson Component School of Social Work. My prayers are with you and your family now that I know a little of your situation. God bless you always, Barbara A Sanches Miranda
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