I have had a few hiccups - I could not keep my food down late last week and I phoned the pallative care specialist who was concerned about my fluid levels and told me to concentrate on taking the fluid medication. This meant I put some of my painkillers on hold - it was a very hard ask and I spent a very painful day - it was pretty unbearable.
The next morning I still had trouble with the nausea and vomiting so she put me in hospital to get anti nausea drugs on the drip. It was reassuring to be somwhere I got the help I needed. I had scans and blood tests and on Monday I had 1.1 letres drained from my right lung. It seems the tumors and flood have now progressed to my right lung. This is bad news. The doctor appeared at my bedside at 6.40am on Sunday morning to let me know the results of the scan. This news was rather devastating.I feel very confused about what will happen and how it will happen. I know I just have to concentrate on each day and the challenges it brings.
I got released on Tuesday - so we could go to see Wicked - I really enjoyed it and was fine for the performance - you worry about how you will be. I am pleased I was okay. Great show.
I have lost a lot of weight and feel I look rather 'guant'around the face. I decided this morning if I got a hair cut and blow dry that would perk up the face!! It has worked really well - TLC for yourself when you are sick is great. I have really benefited from an amazing reflexologist who puts me in relation land when I visit with her. I have friends come by who also have given me foot massages - there so appreciated.
I have had a pretty good week - pain control has been good and I have been in good spirits - I have had the benefit of visits and telephone calls from friends - so comforting and reinforcing. But, Brisbane and surrounding areas have been hit by terrible floods and devastation. It is all so sad and makes my problems shrink into insignifigance. Like so many others we have been looking at the situation from the comfort of our lounge chairs with electricity and all the comforts of home!!How much you pray that these affected people get the comfort and help they need.
Today we went to the pallative care doctor - really liked her - I liked her frankness and the way she put you in the picture and she actually examined me!!!!
She explained why I had the changes to my medication and showed us how the fluid is now around my liver, heart and stomach and also into the other lung area. All not good news. We asked her about how long I would have and she told us usually someone with pain increasing like mine was had 2-3 months. This put it in my face a little - not too many weeks. I have to spend this time the best I can especially while I am still able to get around. I am going to see her again in a week so we can see how the medication is working.
On Tuesday afternoon I was so pleased to be going to the oncologist. I had all my questions and problems worked out before we went. It had been 7 weeks since I had since him.
Using the pictures from the ct scan he told me that I had a lot more fluid and changed a lot of the drugs I was taking. I noticed the difference after the first night.
The oncologist then gave the bad news that I was at a stage to see the a pllative care doctor. I certainly felt that things were not good. He said that he could not foretell how things would go in the next few months and the pallative care doctor would be able to a help in prescribing effective pain killers. He would have his secretary make the appointment and let me know. On the way home and the appointment was for today Thursday 6th January.
After we got home I phoned the girls and talked to one son in the morning. The fact is that the disease has progressed to such a state that it is killing me and I am dying!!Even though I feel daunted but okay by this - I worry about my family and leaving them and the impact this will have on their lives.
As December progressed I could feel my body not coping with disease and my pain increasing. I developed a disturbing and distressing cough in the morning which left feeling drained and not too good for the rest of the morning. Into the afternoon I started to feel better and by the evening I was feeling pretty good.
I went to the GP for my coughing eposides. I just felt so down and drained by it. She gave me a anti nausea table which unfortunately did nothing to ease the problem. I soldiered with increasing pain which I was not able to manage too well.
I had a lovely Christmas catching up with family - it was a shame it was hindered by my condition. On the Monday following Christmas I about to go to bed and when I went into the bedroom I felt I could not breathe and I panicked. I asked John to take me to the emergency at the hospital. After we were there a few minutes I calmed down and was breathing okay!! Of course, I still had to have all the tests - chest xray, ct scan, blood test, ECG - and four hours later we went home!! We since realised it was probably the smell of candle I was not used to that had been put in the bedroom which had been closed up. We got home at 2am and I felt a bit silly!!
Bu those scans have since been useful!!
By New Year's Eve my pain was getting me down and I tried to get a doctors appointment to get stronger pain killer - My daughter in law who is a pharmacist in the USA thought my pain patches were not strong enough. Because it was a holiday weekend it proved dificult to get a doctor's appointment but a good friend who is a GP wrote me a script for an extra 25 patches - it was a lifesaver!!
My next appointment with the GP was for Thursday 6th January. On Tuesday the 4th I rang the hospital to see if I could get this appointment changed to later that day. Hurray - I could.
Ourf trip to the USA was such a blessing - we had great times with everyone - reading stories, playing games - it was fun.
Upon returning I had a CT scan and went to see the oncologist - I was a little worried as knew things were worse than before we went away. His prognosis verified this and he suggested some more chemotherapy. I always said I would give it another try!!!
Before my first session I had a cathether put in my chest. I went under and they inserted it - the I went down for my first chemo session. This chemo was using a different drug and I would have it once a week for three weeks - one week off - then once a week for 3 weeks again. The sidd effects from the first session were not fun - fluid filled feet and legs, flu like symptoms etc. When the oncologist was aware of the symptoms he said the risk was not worth it and he wanted to go back to Alimta the next week. He also told me that the likelyhood of it working was low.
The side effects of the chemo really locked me around and after prayer and comtemplation I decided I was not going to go ahead with Alimta.
I strongly felt this was the right decision. Eight weeks on I still feel it was the best decision for me.