My life, and my fight with esophageal cancer. I'm winning.
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I'm reclaiming this blog. It's been a while since I've been here. New computer, new keyboard, new respect for potential built-in followers already on Google's website. Welcome aboard.
23 August 2015 As the title suggests, there’s nothing new here, so if you’re looking for more news, you can go back now. Tomorrow I start the chemotherapy and radiation, and honestly, I’d rather not have to. I’ve been reading the information provided by the doctors, clinical studies, blogs, listening to podcasts (Jesse vs Cancer – not family friendly by any means), and hanging out on some forums, but I still feel like I’m not prepared for this. Despite how many people go through cancer and cancer treatments, it’s a disease that is very isolating. I have no idea what to expect tomorrow, and that’s partly because the treatments are very personalized. Bloodwork is done, and then the drugs are prepared tailored for exactly how you are that day. You may experience neuropathy, you may not. Your hair may fall out, it may not. You may end up with a different color hair after, or curly or straight, or you may not. You could get constipation or diarrhea (but not both) or you may not....
13 August 2015 July 1, 2015: A supper like any other. A cheeseburger with my wife and four kids. Unlike others though, I couldn’t swallow the cheeseburger. I choked on it, and coughed half of it back up in the sink. My dad, who has Barrett’s Esophagus, said “You’d better get that checked out.” Two weeks later, I had my diagnosis. After I cleaned up from supper, I went upstairs and messaged my doctor asking for an appointment (Hooray for the online patient portal!). The next day I had one for the day after that. I went into the office on Friday morning at 7 (right next door to work, so I wasn’t even late) and he set me up for a barium swallow at the local hospital the next Monday morning. I went to work, asked for the time off, and prepared for my routine exam. Monday came, I did the barium swallow, they could see that I was having trouble right then. By the way, (TMI alert!) you poop out heavy poops for a week after that. Little white things that sink right to the bottom of ...
25 September 2015 Don’t worry, it’s not as ominous as it sounds. I have one week left of radiation. I haven’t been writing as much on here, because I haven’t felt up to it at all. You know I’m sick when I won’t sit in front of a computer. I’ve been throwing up 2-3 times a day recently, and have gone down to 164 lbs. Eating hurts, drinking hurts, living hurts, but the narcotics they give me for pain make life tolerable. I can understand why people like them. My white blood cell count has been low the last three weeks, but they did the chemotherapy anyway for two of them. They skipped this week though, so now I’m looking forward to October 14th as hopefully being my last treatment of that. Honestly, I’m sick and exhausted most of the time. I’ve lost muscle mass, appetite, taste, ambition, and just walking downstairs to the living room wears me out. I just keep looking forward though, only one more week of radiation, and I’ll get to feeling better, swallowing better, and ga...
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