Last week I saw a video on Facebook promoting the Miles for Moffitt walk on November 23, 2019. In that video I recognized so many people who work at Moffitt that I see each and every time I am here for treatment. My first thought was that I have been doing this too long. Today, when I was in blood draw and realized I knew the majority of the people there (and there is a lot), I realized that this recognition and the relationships I am building are an amazingly good thing because put simply the more people I know and recognize, the more time I spend at Moffitt, the longer I am alive.
Yes, you can find the positive in anything but coming to Moffitt is not a negative. Having cancer is a negative and now for me a fact of life. Being able to keep coming to Moffitt and keep fighting this cancer is a positive because it means treatment is working and I can still be with my family. I am very positive today (and I am not always- fear of the end is always on my mind) because my chemo is working and my cancer has shrunk to little to none AGAIN!!! This is a little surreal because this will be the 3rd time we have knocked my cancer down. Today I am having my 6th round of Carboplatin and Etoposide and it is still an effective treatment even after my lifetime total of 16 rounds of Carboplatin and Etoposide and 4 rounds of Gemzar and Abraxene. I feel super lucky today- not only is the chemo working but my body is strong, side effects (knock on wood) are tolerable and I am even growing hair back even if it is gray.
Although this is a great day in our cancer journey, this adventure is not over. My cancer will grow back. We just do not know when. After today, I will probably have 2 more rounds of Carboplatin and Etoposide then a break. The length of the break or vacation from treatment will depend on how quickly the cancer comes back. Last time, I had four months from the last day of chemo until the scan that showed new and more cancer activity. I hope and pray I get more this time, but even if I just get 4 months, that will give my body time to regain strength and fighting power.
Many people ask and I do too, what can I do on my “vacations from treatment” to maintain or keep the cancer down and there isn’t anything. There is no research that supports single agent immunotherapy use for small cell Pancreatic High Grade Neuroendocrine Carcinoma. There is some research using clinical data from under 30 patients that show a response when using two immunotherapy drugs together which we may try in the future when cancer grows again. So, the planner in me, knows that during the upcoming break from treatment I will get my body stronger and ready to fight again and I will play hard with my family.
Today, I am lucky! I get to build relationships at Moffitt because it means that I can tolerate treatment, that I can beat the odds, and that I am still here.
Round 18, 54 days of infusions, over 56 days at Moffitt in the past 10 months, and more scans than I care to count…. BUT…. miraculously the Carboplatin and Etoposide continues to work and my cancer is getting smaller and there is no evidence of new cancer. (It is important to note that one cannot access the activity in the bones during treatment because as I understand it they inflame and are actively fighting) My body is handling the chemo well, yes I have a new normal and I don’t remember what the old normal is, but I can still handle this, adapt as the changes come, and be present with my squad. It is so weird to think I could be happy for more chemo, but, I am happy for more anything!!!
Yesterday was a super long day. I checked into Moffitt International Plaza at 8:30AM and closed the Infusion unit at Moffitt Main Campus at 9:30PM. Yes- I was again the last patient. We cram it all into one day because this minimizes our time away from the family and the potential negative effect on the family. Thankfully, I utilized Priceline to get a great rate at the Westin Waterfront hotel in downtown Tampa. This is about 25 minutes but gives us a little pampering- water therapy, city therapy and makes me feel like I am part of the real world again.
It was amazing to sleep with the lights of the city and the view of the bay. We started the morning at the Starbucks downstairs (YES- my weakness) and enjoyed it by the pool looking at the bay. Priceless- to have quiet Wallace time with no distractions.
After our outside time, I actually took my Steroids. Many of you know that for the last two rounds I have tried to limit or stop my steroids in the three days following day one of chemo because I hate (whoops- this word is not allowed in our house per the little kids), I mean dislike how they make me feel. However, after the last round I struggled bouncing back so I am trying the steroids again. They seem to help with the upset stomach and remaining colitis issues that were a result of radiation. I am hoping they help, if not I am going “steroid rogue” again on the next round of chemo.
In our relaxed state today, we headed to a BBQ place I found online. Many of you are shocked- Me going to a BBQ place, I have been a vegetarian since 7th grade with times of vegan and other more recent times with some fish. My husband is a meat eater and a chef- we both love new restaurants and I just eat what I can. The Deviled Pig was today’s new adventure. It is a really cute BBQ place. Wallace enjoyed his MEAT, while I had yummy sides. If you live in Tampa or visit, I would try it!
We are now back at the hotel resting. Due to the late chemo night yesterday, today’s infusion isn’t until after 6PM. One of my favorite benefits of these Tampa adventures is visiting with my dear friend. She is a light that I did not know I needed. I so love spending time with her. Those who know us both know we were classmates in middle school that lost touch for 18 years (I think!). After chemo tonight, Wallace and I have the pleasure of hanging with her and her husband for a bit. We will see if this bald lady can get in any trouble.
Thank you all for reading my posts and sharing them, cheering me on, believing in me, praying with me, staying positive, supporting my family and I, and most of all- Believing In Miracles!
Therapy- “treatment intended to relieve and or heal a disorder” Humor- “the quality of being amusing or comic, mood, disposition, frame of mind” (Definitions sited from Google Dictionary)
On chemo days (and all doctor or what we call Moffitt days) we practice what my husband calls Humortherapy. It is our treatment, disposition, and frame of mind to relieve, handle, get through, tolerate, digest, and survive this life sentence that we call an adventure. Without jokes, laughs, giggles, and a positive outlook we would be sleeping all day, hiding under our desks or in the closet, and not living our lives. When we giggle, smile or laugh, those sitting next to us might think we are inappropriate, disrespectful, or that we don’t have as bad a situation as others. Please know no one has ever questioned our laughter, giggles or positivity- we normally make a lot of friends. I like to think our light hearted attitude gets us through the days without panicking about long wait times, schedules being thrown off, messed up doctors orders, risks of treatment, or this whole depressing situation. We take it as it comes and we giggle through it. I truly believe humortherapy keeps us going. I believe in GIGGLING!
I guess I should start by prefacing that I am writing this while sitting out side, staring at the Tampa skyline or some part of it. Tampa is a huge sprawling city. We have learned that if it is possible, staying in Tampa for the nights we have 3 straight days of chemo is therapeutic and necessary. Though we only live 90 minutes a way, driving at 80mph without traffic, it is a highly stressful interstate drive that adds a minimum of 3 hours to every day- normally more like 4-5 hours. This is exhausting when you go home to mommying and daddying (and feel yucky). Although Wallace isn’t getting the treatment- these days are just as exhausting physically and emotionally for him. We miss our kiddos, but we are much better parents when we come home rested on the final day. These hotel stays also allow me to rest, recharge,and spend some quality time with my husband.
Many have asked me what chemo days are like. I can tell you what mine look like, but please know this is just my experience and is probably nothing like my other cancer friends experiences.
6AM: We leave the house and head to Moffitt Cancer Center in Tampa. This isn’t a fasting day so we rush through the Dunkin drive through. (I am being inspired and guided by an old dear friend’s confidence in me to give up the bad stuff. So starting Sunday- only black coffee and no donuts. Ironically, I am super excited about the changes.)
7:30AM: Arrive at Moffitt. One of my favorite features of Moffitt is their valet system. You just drive up, hand the really nice valets your keys, and head in the building. We speed walk to the lab where I have my port accessed and labs drawn. Many probably don’t know what a port is and I didn’t know what it was or really didn’t want one, but it is my best friend now. It is implanted above my right chest (yes- you can see the outline of it and it isn’t pretty).It has a piece of vinyl tubing (just like the stuff I sold most of my life in the hardware store) that leads up to a vein in my neck and goes directly to the heart. My port aka best friend allows me to get all labs drawn, infusions, medications, fluids, contrast for scans, and probably more without having to find a vein and have an IV inserted. I can’t imagine doing this adventure without it- someday I will have to count how many times it has been used… chemo alone is 51, then any other lab draws, CAT scans, PET scans, MRI’s, hospital stays… For those who are nerdy like me and want to know more about ports, this article from Memorial Sloan Kettering Cancer Center has a great explanation: https://www.mskcc.org/cancer-care/patient-education/your-implanted-port
8AM: We head to the 3rd floor to check in with a doctor who is monitoring my bones to see how the bone metastases (mets) is effecting my bones structurally. He specifically looks at my shoulders, arms, hands, hips, pelvis, legs, and feet. I have had cancer that we know of in my hips, pelvic area, part of left upper leg, right shoulder. Some of this we eradicated (boy I love that word), some we knocked down and it grew back, some is new. For me, the bone mets is secondary to my pancreas and liver areas this means that most treatment will be for palliative (reducing pain) and or if I am at risk for breaking anything. We had a very positive visit. Bones look strong!
8:45 AM: We head to fifth floor to GI clinic for required check up before chemo is approved. Closer to 10AM, we are called in to see my doctor’s PA. She asks how I am feeling, we discuss any concerns, and go over lab results. All looks good, so she sends us on our way to chemo.
10:15 AM: We head to fourth floor to the Infusion center and check in. I leave Wallace with my beeper and head to first floor gift shop to get him a Snickers and me a juice. (Juice isn’t a norm for me, but I was feeling a little off balance) After a long morning, Snickers brighten him up! They are peanutopolis! \pE-nut-ä-pu-lis\ (noun). A state of mind making you feel very strong and powerful, almost mayor-like. (Urban Dictionary)
11:15 AM: We are called back to be seated. The infusion staff at Moffitt Magnolia is wonderful. They make you comfortable, feel valued, and are funny, kind, and compassionate. We have our own curtained off cubicle- it is good size, I have a recliner and Wallace has a seat with a gravity type of back that he likes.
11:30 AM: The nurse comes in and checks over at home medications, how I am feeling, any concerns, etc. Then he starts my line into my port. Premeds come first: Dexamethasone, Aloxi (nausea), Emend (nausea), Pepcid, and Benadryl. The Premed’s take about an hour.
12:30PM: The nurse comes back in and puts on what I call a hazmat suit. A blue thicker gown with cuffs that covers the body neck down and ties in the back. Chemo drugs are toxic/poisonous among other things- yet with giggles I write this: they are being injected into my body via my heart. The nurse then hangs the chemo and after I check it, and another nurse double checks it and the settings in the computer and machine, I am connected and infusion begins. My first chemo is Carboplatin and this runs for 2 hours and my second chemo is Etoposide which runs for an hour. I was exhausted and full of Benadryl so I slept for an hour. My favorite part of Moffitt days is seeing my dear “nurse friend”. She knows who she is and she always boosts my spirits, validates my concerns, points me in the right direction, and brightens my day. Although I haven’t know you long “nurse friend”, I am so lucky to have you in my life and feel like I have known you forever.
3:45PM: The nurse disconnects me and removes the access to my port. I prefer being re-stuck every day. This allows me to shower easily, sleep comfortably, and also give both sides of my port activity.
4:00PM: We are at the valet getting the car and quickly driving to hotel.
4:45PM: Although only 15-20 miles, it takes about 45 minutes. I like to choose waterfront hotels because the ocean/bay rejuvenates me. I am an island girl at heart. When you are at Moffitt or any cancer center, I have found it feels like time disappears and although you are positive, it wears you down. I have been using Priceline to get low rates.
5:30PM: An early dinner by the water. (In the hot hot sun, Wallace humored me.)
My hubby in the hot hot sun…. Recharging
7PM: In my PJ’s watching reality TV. (Yes, he humored me again- he dislikes reality TV. (Can’t say hate because that word is a “bad word” in a house with little kids) Day 2 of chemo starts at 12:30 on Friday. Hope to post more after…
