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Big Doe vs. Mike’s Car

A de2004-mercedes-e500_01_c8ee7cf8dc0506149b3ec9837cf6455eer killed my car.

December 1 on a dark cold night on U. S. Highway 431, heading south in Russell County, Ala., just beyond the last lights of the highway until Eufaula, a large doe was in front of me just long enough to see her deliver the jolt that started it all. Much like the 80-mile-per-hour blowout I had on Interstate 16 a few years back, west of Augusta and much like the substantial row of breast-shaped concrete lane barriers I hit trying to shoehorn myself into the left lane way out on Macon Road, when the road turned in a place I didn’t expect, the car didn’t flinch when I hit her.

Did. Not. Flinch. Not a wiggle.

The air bags didn’t deploy, but man, she was screwed up. Three of the four seat belts locked down — damaged irreparably. Nothing structural, just expensive pieces and trim parts. Things like an $800 headlamp. Things like that. But she wasn’t wheezing. The big 5.0 liter V-8 Mercedes engine growled just like I like it. A well-heeled snarl like a concerned Golden Retriever would make. Something wonderful sounding. It is a sound I’ll never tire of hearing. The sound my dream car makes.

I’m at the point in my life with cancer where I often segment things based on the disease. I bought my 2004 Mercedes E500 B.C. (before cancer) in late 2007 from her first owner, with 48,000 miles on the odometer. Brilliant white paint, white leather interior, adjustable air ride and every single option you could get on the car back in 2004.  I still get a rush when I think about seeing my car for the first time. Guys, I know you can appreciate this. Jill thinks I’m an idiot. But this car — THIS car — this car, moved me. Still moves me, but not for long.

I live in Alabama and Alabama has a law, Section 32-8-87, in which it states that if your vehicle repair bill exceeds 75% of the actual value of the car, it must declared as salvage and deemed a total loss by your insurance carrier. I get the spirit of the law. You shouldn’t be allowed to get a shade tree body man to fix a car in such a way that it isn’t safe. That it is left mechanically flawed or that something could fall off of it and hurt someone on the road behind you. I get that.

What I don’t get — or don’t want to get, is that my car has been given the death penalty. She took me to Houston, Tex. to M. D. Anderson Cancer Center, to Duke University Hospital and to every one of my tests, procedures and surgeries during our cancer season. She’s hauled my family, my stuff, my dog, my friends and she has serenaded me with bodacious music from the Harmon-Kardon Premium Sound system. A big, thumping sub-woofer and the most crisp highs and mid-range sounds that I like. Because the car is 12 years old, I’ve had to settle for less than top-tier technology interfaces, but the timelessness of one of these cars has allowed time to pass without her showing her age at a glance.

Today, I am waiting for the call from my insurance carrier’s total loss department, during which I’ll be given the details of how they’ll write me a smaller-than-preferable check and I’ll tell them where and when they can come and pick up my car.

Shit.

 

January 29, 2016 | Tagged With: Alabama law, deer collision, Duke University Hospital, Harmon Kardon, Jill Tigner, kidney cancer, M. D. Anderson Cancer Center, Mercedes E500, Russell County Alabama, U. S. Highway 431, USAA| Filed Under: Uncategorized | 2 Comments

Local Interventional Radiologists Deliver Minimally-Invasive Solutions

From the very beginning of my new normal, which began on June 11, 2009 when Dr. Ken Ogan used a DaVinci robot to surgically remove my diseased left kidney and 12 lymph nodes, I was left with an incurable case of renal cell carcinoma (RCC) and the stark realization that my job was to seek out the very best medical care I, with my great medical insurance and the shallow pockets of a small business owner, could afford. I had to use whatever medical wisdom was in existence to stay alive long enough to be strong enough to endure a more meaningful treatment if and when it came along.

To date, an initial occurrence and six separate subsequent battles with RCC mets have not managed to take me out and one of those “more meaningful treatments” was available to me locally and I have been fortunate enough to have been rendered NED (No Evidence of Disease) for the 7th time.

Here is a brief recap of the procedures (except for listing all CT/MRI scans, which have continued to occur at about 3 – 6 month intervals, depending on what was going on) and decisions we’ve made that got us to the office of Dr. Nishant DeQuadros:

June 11, 2009: Dr. Ken Ogan at Emory University Hospital performed radical left nephrectomy + 12 lymph nodes (1 positive for RCC).

August, 2009:  Started ASSURE clinical trial (Sutent/Nexavar/Placebo) and ultimately completed trial.

September, 2010: Discovered 2 cm tumor in spine at L-2, and was unblinded from placebo arm of clinical trial. Drawing the placebo arm of the trial turned out to be the good news, in that going forward I would be drug naive, allowing me more access to other therapies.

October 21, 2010: Biopsy of spine determined the lesion is metastatic RCC.

December 2, 2010: Stereotactic Radiosurgery (SRS) at Emory Midtown Hospital in Atlanta

March, 2010: Radiation oncologist says that I’m NED.

August, 2011: Medical oncologist says the tumor at L-2 wasn’t completely killed and it is growing again.

August 19, 2011: Lumbar fusion surgery and fixation with pedicle screws and fusion with bone morphogenic protein at L 1-3. Three weeks post surgery, developed severe (#10) back pain. Treated with time-released morphine and dilaudid for breakthrough pain. These weeks of pain and insomnia were the darkest days of my life. As I write this, I’m having trouble conjuring what the pain felt like. What it was like to be just aware enough to see the little hand of the clock find every click on its way around the dial, yet gladly not aware enough to be forced to remember some of the truly stupid television shows and movies I watched. Alone in a dark room with my ever-present plastic trash can, a box of tissues, a glass of water and a sack full of narcotics. The world looks very different from that room.

October 8, 2011: Some time before 5 a.m., I bent over to remove power plug from wall socket and experienced a dramatic loss of strength on my right side. I contacted my neurosurgeon, Dr. Michael Gorum, early Saturday morning. He instructed me to get to the emergency department immediately. His partner, Dr. Marc Goldman met me and we went immediately to surgery, where he performed a lumbar laminectomy (bilateral inferior L1, complete bilateral L2 and bilateral superior L3). Pain was immediately gone and according to physical therapist, the strength can be regained in legs with therapy. Two major spine surgeries within 8 weeks and a quickly-growing kidney cancer metastatic tumor trying its best to put me down.

October 10, 2011: I was moved by ambulance to the John B. Amos Cancer Center, where I was evaluated for stereotactic radiosurgery to attempt to kill the tumor in my back and returned to my room at the hospital. Got food poisoning (Yes, the day after my second back surgery in eight weeks! Can you believe it?) from a non-hospital meal I ate on Monday evening, so we delayed SRS until Thursday,

October 20, 2011: 16-greys of radiation in a single one-hour treatment aimed to kill the tumor in my spine.

October 26, 2011: Started monthly Xgeva injections to prevent further bone mets.

December 7, 2011: CT scans show NED.

March 15, 2012: CT scans show NED.

June 21, 2012: CT scan showed 3.9 cm tumor on left adrenal gland and slight enlargement of cyst in right kidney.

July 16, 2012: Decided to confer with specialists at M. D. Anderson in Houston, Tex. and met with genitourinary medical oncologist Dr. Lance Pagliaro there at M. D. Anderson.

July 17 – 18, 2012: Had bone scan, brain MRI, CT of chest, abdomen and pelvis with no contrast and a chest x-ray.

July 20, 2012: Met with interventional radiology to discuss needle biopsy of adrenal tumor.

July 25, 2012: Still at M. D. Anderson and needle biopsy of left adrenal tumor confirmed it was metastatic renal cell carcinoma.

September 3, 2012: Started HD-IL2 therapy at Duke University Hospital under care of Dr. Dan George and Dr. Michael Morse. Received 9 doses and creatinine spiked and didn’t come back to my baseline of 1.8, so I washed out. They wouldn’t allow me to finish part B of round one.

October 19, 2012: Had CT of chest, abdomen and pelvis W/O contrast, because of high creatinine.

October 26, 2012: Met with Dr. Pippas and found out adrenal tumor and nodules in kidney are stable. He recommends starting a TKI and plans to confer with Dr. George to determine which one they recommend.

November 13, 2012: Started with 800mg daily dose of Votrient. Took for 2 weeks and high blood pressure and other side effects caused oncologist to reduce daily dosage to 400mg. On 400mg dose for 3 weeks, increased to 600mg dose for 2 weeks and now on 800mg dose daily and dealing with side effects well.

July 11, 2013: CT scan of chest, abdomen and pelvis (W/O contrast) showed 90% reduction in adrenal tumor, no sign of two small right kidney lesions. Have lost 80 pounds due to GI complications with Votrient, but getting along fairly well. Have been able to stop taking Norvasc completely and have halved my daily Coreg dosage. Getting great blood pressure control, likely due to dramatic weight loss. Creatinine also looks good at about 1.5. So, might be able to get CT scans with contrast next time out.

November 1, 2013: CT scan with contrast of chest, abdomen and pelvis showed NED! Have lost 90 pounds due to GI complications of 800 daily mg of Votrient. Creatinine at 1.32 and other labs looks fantastic.

January 14, 2014: Have lost 100 pounds. Blood pressure is rising and with weight loss, this shouldn’t be the case. Hovering at around 180/115. So, went by to see Dr. Pippas to check blood pressure and they decided to triage me and work me in to see the doctor. Warned me that if I’m developing liver toxicity, we’ll have to make some changes. Had liver panel blood work done in lab. Dr. Pippas TOLD me to stop taking Votrient for 14 days and to take 20mg Prilosec every morning for next 14 days. Says he hopes my body will reset and that I can go back on Votrient after 2 weeks. Also, he added back 5mg of Norvasc to my daily meds to see if we can drive back the elevated blood pressure.

January 16, 2014: Got results of liver panel and we’re in normal range, so stopping I’m stopping Votrient for 14 days and taking Prilosec, carvedilol and Norvasc.

February 7, 2014: CT of chest, abdomen and pelvis shows completely stable and normal. Dr. Pippas says I’m NED again. Still tired, so he suggested I go back on nightly CPAP therapy and start some kind of exercise regimen. Also, wants me to maintain good immune system boosting diet and to not gain weight. At 155 pounds, about what I weighed when I left high school. Options presented to Jill and me:

A) stay off Votrient, scan every 3 months for a year
B) restart maintenance dose (either 200mg or 400mg) of Votrient

I asked Dr. Pippas to confer with Dr. Dan George at Duke, a colleague of his and someone who knows my case quite well. Also, I called Dena Battle, who knows this disease better than most doctors on the planet to ask her gut reaction to what doctor has advised. Made decision to stop taking Votrient.

July 22, 2014: CT scan with contrast shows 2.5cm metastasis on left adrenal. Same side as nephrectomy.

July 23, 2014: Discovered 2.5cm adrenal RCC metastasis and Dr. Pippas said surgery would be best option. We left the next day for a long weekend with friends in Destin, Fla.

August 6, 2014: Met with local surgeon Dr. Andy Roddenberry to discuss adrenalectomy procedure. Here’s an excerpt from my blog:

August 21, 2014: Excerpted blog post named “Eight Months:”  There is considerable scar tissue left over from the massive nephrectomy that cost me my left kidney, twelve lymph nodes and a lot of digging around looking for cancer. Additionally, the organs in my body have recognized that there is some stuff missing now that used to be there and they’ve wiggled around and taken up that space in my abdomen. So, scarring, colon, pancreas and a mass of arteries and veins are all congregated in that area, as well as a vascular renal cell tumor that is very much like a 2cm bubble of blood inside the thinnest tissue paper you can imagine. The surgery has been described to me like a person trying to pick up a balloon full of blood with razor sharp pins. One prick of that bubble and I’ve got cancer cells released all over my body and my prognosis suddenly would take a big turn for the worse.

We left Dr. Roddenberry’s office feeling the dread of making a decision to opt for a surgery that, even if successful, would really take me down physically and could significantly compromise my immune system. This is where the story gets really interesting, if you believe in karma. If you believe in a god, or if you worship from the torn front seat of a 1960 rusted, formerly white Chevrolet pickup at the 2nd Dirt Road Church of What’s Happening Now — this was the perfect information for me to hear at exactly the right time….

My friend, Dr. Granville Batte, called me and suggested we might want to meet with new Interventional Radiologist Dr. Nishant DeQuadros. That contact from a friend helped us find clarity. I promise you this: If you are a cancer patient who doesn’t have full faith in your doctor, and/or if you can’t see your a clear view of your feet along the path you have chosen, you are surely miserable. It is bad enough to feel bad, but to feel bad and be weighted down by stress related to your treatments makes the journey that much more difficult.

Here’s what I did to find that sweet spot of clarity before a new therapy: We made an appointment to meet Nishant DeQuadros and my work began. My doctors are my business partners. They provide a service that determines what is wrong with me and the crystal-clear vision backed up with the talent, experience and will to deliver a treatment path that will, at the very least cripple and at the very best in my case, completely shut down the disease process. I, and my insurance company pay them, their professional assistants and clinicians, staffs, technicians, labs, bean counters and hospitals. Then, the real work starts — research.

I fill whatever amount of time I can carve out prior to the first meeting with a new doctor with finding out everything I can about them. Where they’re from. Where they went to school. I seek out their professional writings, look for any feedback I can get from ratings sites, inquire of them with every one of my trusted medical sources and see if they have any kind of social media paper trail I can follow. I also like to find out who their friends are and if I happen to know them, I can’t pick our mutual friends’ brains to find out if they would put their life in the hands of this doctor. Melissa and Jim Thomas are friends of the DeQuadroses. That was a great thing to hear, right at the start.

I got a sweet surprise when I started vetting Dr. Nishant DeQuadros. The more I learned about him and his company, Georgia Radiology Imaging Consultants, the more excited I got. The doctors in this practice are extremely well trained. They do the kinds of procedures that are hard to come by in a community hospital setting. Often these highly-specialized radiologists are doing these kinds of procedures in larger urban or university hospitals. I found out later, just how important it was that these superdocs were here and that one of them was able to take my case.

Jill and I walked into Dr. DeQuadros’ office and a young, handsome guy in a white coat greeted us. We sat down, looked at my scans and we talked about how the ablation would be done. He brings mad experience to the table. At the end of that visit, we had that clarity that is so important.

August 28, 2014:  Interventional Radiologist Dr. DeQuadros and Anesthesiologist Dr. Mark Pinosky performed a microwave ablation of my left adrenal and its encapsulated RCC met. Complications during procedure caused Dr. DeQuadros to have to make four passes to get enough of a burn to completely finish the job. Disruption of my adrenal gland and the presence of the RCC metastasis caused a 300/200 blood pressure spike during the procedure. Because of the fear of cardiac damage from the BP spike, I spent the night in an intensive care room, so I could be monitored.

In my intensive care room the next morning after the procedure, I learned how serious the situation became during the minimally invasive operation. When they saw that I was having a major hypertensive reaction, Dr. DeQuadros ran a central line to my heart from behind me left knee, and, along with Dr. Pinosky, they monitored my blood pressure with every beat of my heart, utilizing drugs and procedures they had at their disposal to control wild blood pressure swings while still completing the procedure.

August 29, 2014: I was released with an appointment to see Dr. Shane Darrah to determine whether the high blood pressure had damaged my heart muscle.

September, 4, 2014: Saw Dr. Darrah and had stress test.

September 8, 2014: Had echocardiagram in Dr. Darrah’s office. It was determined that no heart damage resulted from blood pressure spike during microwave ablation.

October 2, 2014: CT scan with contrast (80% of dose). Still NED.

February 12, 2015: CT scan with contrast (80% of dose). Still NED.

The microwave ablation therapy I received here in Columbus was one of those cutting-edge treatments that can extend the life and protect the quality of life of a patient. In this process, I appreciated the candid advice given to me from Dr. Roddenberry that I should seek another, less invasive option that wouldn’t expose me to such a large, dangerous surgery that might negatively impact my compromised immune system. The incredible truth is that the huge surgery and the minimally-invasive microwave ablation should yield the same results (if perfectly executed). One would have cost me six days in the hospital and another six weeks of recovery. The other was performed on a Thursday and I was back in the office on Tuesday. I would have returned to work on Monday, had it not been the Labor Day holiday.

The list of vascular and interventional radiology treatments that are offered here by Drs. DeQuadros, Hart and Vo is quite long. If you receive a diagnosis that might be remedied by one of the treatments from this list like I did, you’d be wise to do a little Googleing to see if you might be better served by this type of care. Here’s the best part: When the therapy is finished, you can go home and sleep in your own bed. That is a mighty good thing.

April 30, 2015 | Tagged With: adrenalectomy, ASSURE trial, blood pressure, bone scan, brain MRI, carvedilol, Coreg, cpap, creatinine, CT scan, DaVinci robotic surgery, Dena Battle, dilaudid, Dr. Andy Pippas, Dr. Andy Roddenberry, Dr. Dan George, Dr. Granville Batte, Dr. Hoang Vo, Dr. James Hart, Dr. Ken Ogan, Dr. Lance Pagliaro, Dr. Marc Goldman, Dr. Mark Pinosky, Dr. Michael Gorum, Dr. MIchael Morse, Dr. Nishant deQuadros, Dr. Shane Darrah, Duke University Hospital, echocardiogram, Emory Midtown Hospital, Emory University Hospital, Georgia Radiology Imaging Consultants, HD IL2, Houston, insomnia, interventional radiology, John B. Amos Cancer Center, kidney cancer, laminectomy, liver toxicity, lumbar fusion, M. D. Anderson Cancer Center, medical oncologist, microwave ablation, Midtown Medical Center, morphine, MRI, NED, nephrectomy, Nexavar, Norvasc, placebo, Prilosec, radiation oncologist, renal cell carcinoma, stereotactic radiosurgery, stress test, Sutent, Votrient, Xgeva| Filed Under: Uncategorized | 1 Comment

Happy to Report Some Good News

I don’t know quite where to start. So, let’s do the uncharacteristic thing and just get right to the point and maybe that will spare those of you who’re not interested in my usual stories, incessant details and dramatic setups. After all, life is short and sometimes it just makes sense to eat the dessert first — especially if you’re suddenly able to taste it!

This past Thursday afternoon, Jill and I met with Dr. Andy Pippas at the John B. Amos Cancer Center here in Columbus, Ga. The previous week, I had submitted to yet another painless blood draw at the hands of the one of the fabulous phlebotomists in the lab there at JBACC. I was hydrated, also during that week, and had CT scans (with contrast) of my chest, abdomen and pelvis. Just two weeks before that, I met with Dr. Raj Alappan, my nephrologist. The point is that I had fresh labs, scans and updated reporting from the person who is helping us watch over Strainer, my only remaining kidney. All of my systems have been checked and the news we got on Thursday was current and as accurate as modern medicine can make it.

Dr. Pippas gave us the news that we’ve been hoping to hear after living through 15 months of raging hell. “Mike, at this moment you are cancer free.”

He said it, despite the fact you’ll not hear me say it. I prefer NED, no evidence of disease. Not sure why, other than NED seems less provocative. A little more humble as I stand in front of the open curtain staring up at the feet of the “All Powerful Cancer,” complete with flashing lights and smoke. I’m sure as hell not the Cowardly Lion. Despite my fears, I have not been any kind of a coward through this thing. But I’m a little superstitious and just not a fan of appearing too cocky in the presence of something that has the power to kill me or strike me down.

All that said, I appear to have been hugely and wonderfully responsive to Votrient, the powerful tyrosine kinase inhibitor drug I have been taking for the past 15 months. My adrenal tumor is gone. The apparent tumors in my right kidney are gone. The tumors in my spine are gone. I have no tumors in my lungs or in my brain (the places kidney cancer cells love to invade).

Looks like the loss of a hundred pounds, the loss of the cuticles around my fingernails, the loss of ALL the pigmentation in my body hair, the chronic daily diarrhea, the almost daily vomiting, the maddening itching of my skin, the inability to taste food, the ever-present brain fog and some peripheral neuropathy in my feet were all worth enduring to get the news we got from Dr. Pippas on Thursday. We are thrilled at this wonderful news and  extremely grateful to our medical team, our prayer warriors, our friends, our church family, our family and all the legions of people who are concerned about us and who have found so many ways to let us know that they care. This is epic good news!

I asked Dr. Pippas, “What do we do now?” “The good news is you’ve got a couple of options,” he said.  (This may get a little tedious, but this blog is about what it is like to LIVE with cancer, so I’m going to take some time to let you into my thought process. You’re welcome to read as much as you can stand.) Here are my options: Since I am now almost at a month off Votrient, we can go back on a “maintenance” dose of 200mg daily to try to extend the reprieve from actively growing cancer. That isn’t a great option, because as I tapered off the drug back in January, I was actually as sick on the 200mg dose as I had been on the full 800mg dosage. Why would I want to do that? Well, I don’t.

The next option is that I can stay off the Votrient and be extra vigilant with CT scans every three months for up to a year and reevaluate again at the end of the year. This is a better option, because the prevailing wisdom (although this wisdom is only anecdotal, as there isn’t any real data to support it) is that for people like me who are excellent responders to the medication, there is every reason to believe we’ll respond just as strongly when and if the medicine is restarted. Andy strongly cautioned me about a couple of things if we choose this option. Although my taste buds have blissfully re-awakened, I have to keep my weight down. My daily routine needs to embrace a spartan diet, mostly vegetarian, with an occasional splurge to keep from going crazy. He wants me to keep my weight at or near where it is today. He also wants me to add back as much exercise as I can stand. Bike riding is a definite. I also need to be lifting some light weights and walking. I’ll need to get myself motivated to get this done. Plus, I’m still really weak from the pounding my body has taken over the past 15 months.

Dr. Pippas is in communication with our medical oncologist at Duke, Dr. Dan George, who is familiar with my case. I’m also making contact with Dr. Hans Hammers (through a friend) at Johns Hopkins in Baltimore who is a world-class kidney cancer specialist. When we get those pieces of feedback, we’ll sit down with Dr. Pippas and make up our minds about what we want to do. My guess is that we’ll likely choose the second option and stay off the Votrient and remain hyper-vigilant going forward and hope and pray the cancer will leave me the hell alone.

I feel like a new man right now. I feel my strength coming back. Next time you see me, take a look at my eyebrows. My hair is beginning the process of growing back in with color. If I get to stay off the drug, the pigment will come back into my hair and it will grow back in some darker shade. Maybe it will be straighter, or curlier. We don’t really know what to expect. I’m just happy to begin to see some hope that my daily prayers of being able to get old with my Jill, see our sons find love and hold a grandchild or ten are looking better. Thanks be to God!

Thanks to all of you who are following our progress. If you know of anyone who is struggling with cancer, especially with a kidney cancer diagnosis, please forward a link to this blog to them. Those of us who are living with cancer need to see that the news doesn’t always have to be bad. Although, it damn sure feels like it sometime.

February 16, 2014 | Tagged With: CT scan, diarrhea, Dr. Andrew Pippas, Dr. Dan George, Dr. Hans Hammers, Dr. Raj Alappan, Duke University Hospital, Jill Tigner, John B. Amos Cancer Center, Johns Hopkins, NED, nephrologist, neuropathy, phlebotomist, Strainer, vegetarian, vomiting, Votrient| Filed Under: kidney cancer, Uncategorized | 80 Comments

Votrient is Doing the Job

Four and a half years ago, I received a dire diagnosis. Renal cell carcinoma. Kidney cancer. I opened my internet browser and found out just how dire — I had a five percent chance of being alive in five years. I saw my life pass before my eyes. My beautiful sons. My parents, my friends, my pets. Oh God, my sweet Jill. I didn’t want to leave them. How would I ever start the process of dying? When someone tells you that death has come knocking, you just never know how you’ll react. Much like, I’m sure, that warrior’s realization that the only thing between them and an angry enemy is the grit and determination they can conjure as they plan their attack. I’ll admit, I didn’t know what the hell to do. So, I did the only thing I knew how to do. I wrote — a lot. Prior to this post, the words I’ve written and those that have been written back to me fill up over 400 8.5″ by 11″ single-spaced pages! I was, and continue to be, scared to death.

At my first visit with local hematologist/medical oncologist, Dr. Andrew Pippas at the John B. Amos Cancer Center, he cautioned me to be aware that the internet would likely deliver an outdated view of my prognosis. He assured me that there were new drugs coming online and he looked right into my eyes and said, “You’re not going to die any time soon.”

Since that office visit well over four years ago, Dr. Pippas and I have had many ups and downs. We have argued. I have even refused at least one treatment course he wanted me to begin. Our relationship has been one of give and take. Despite any differences we’ve had, what Dr. Pippas has never wavered from, is his position as the most solid, wonderful leader of my medical team. We’ve sought opinions from the best RCC doctors on the planet in New York City, at Duke University Hospital in North Carolina and at cancer mecca, M. D. Anderson Cancer Center in Houston, Tex. I have also relied on the testimony from a cadre of RCC patients, some of whom are still alive and others who have, despite the best efforts of the best doctors in the country, have gone on to their greater rewards and have left pain and suffering as well as their loving friends and families behind.

Those of you who are regular readers of this blog know that if I am posting, I am likely in a frightened state. That I have not posted much lately is a sign of good things in our lives. Yes, I’ve lost 90 pounds. That is good. Good for Strainer, my remaining kidney. Good for my body’s processes. Great for my creatinine level. Great for my blood pressure. Great for Chancellor’s Mens Store, because not a single item of clothing I own, including shoes, underwear, pants and shirts fit me. Only my socks and hats fit me. I have managed to cobble together a manageable skinny wardrobe that I am not embarrassed to be seen in out on the street, gratefully discovering that really expensive “stretchy” jeans are now a luxury that I will never be without.

So, the good news is that this cancer, for the moment, is not trying to kill me. Sadly though, the Votrient that I’m taking 800 mgs. a day of, is whipping my ass. Votrient has taken the pigment from my hair. All of it. Votrient has given me chronic, daily diarrhea. Votrient makes me throw up. Out of the blue and without much warning. In addition to the original site of this cancer in my left kidney and in at least one lymph node near that kidney, I have endured metastases in my spine at L2. Two back surgeries, two rounds of stereotactic radiosurgery (radiation) have beaten those metastases back.

Last year, doctors discovered other mets in my left adrenal gland and possibly in my right kidney. The Votrient was begun, according to superstar surgeon, Dr. Christopher Wood at M. D. Anderson, to “see if it will make these tumors smaller in advance of another surgery to remove the adrenal gland.” That was a year ago. Despite making me skinny, washed out and pale and always in a gastrointestinal turmoil, I found out yesterday that Votrient is working for me. When I say “working,” I mean working like a son of a bitch! After reading my scans yesterday, Dr. Pippas told me that my tumors are gone. I am by no means cured. But what I am is alive, still among my loved ones and fairly well able to enjoy life. I’ll take that for now.

I am still in research mode. There is a new clinical trial at Johns Hopkins in Baltimore that delivers a combination of two new drugs and it is showing mind-blowing response rates among RCC patients. The bad news is that the tumors will have to return in order for me to qualify to enter that trial. With cancer, there is always bad news sprinkled in the with little good news you hear. I’ll keep looking for that magic bullet. I’ll keep taking Votrient. I’ll keep loving my awesome family. I’ll keep hugging my pets. I’ll continue to bathe in the gentle love coming from our huge cadre of friends.

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November 8, 2013 | Tagged With: blood pressure, creatinine, Dr. Andrew Pippas, Dr. Chris Wood, Duke University Hospital, Jill Tigner, John B. Amos Cancer Center, M. D. Anderson Cancer Center, renal cell carcinoma, Strainer| Filed Under: kidney cancer | 33 Comments

Good Options Still Available

Dr. George called me right on time this afternoon and we had a 15-minute discussion of our options. First of all, we don’t know the whole story yet about my creatinine level. There is every reason to believe that it will normalize somewhere at or near the 1.8 baseline we had going into the HD-IL2 therapy we had beginning about four weeks ago at Duke University Hospital under the ultimate care of Dr. Michael Morse. Two weeks ago, my creatinine reading was at 2.3 and trending downward. So, not so far off of what we’d hoped for.

Regardless of whether or not it goes back to the baseline, I will not be able to have any further HD-IL2 treatment at Duke. Dr. Morse had effectively put the kibosh on that. His reasoning is that it may not be safe to continue. I was thinking outside the box during my conversation with Dr. Morse yesterday and posed this question: “What if when we scan the middle of October, we find that I’ve had a great response to HD-IL2 and a continuance is warranted? What if we go forward and I sacrifice my “good” kidney for the possibility of a complete cure and deal with dialysis until I can get a transplanted kidney?” That discussion seemed to make Dr. Morse pretty uncomfortable and he said he’d be glad to refer me to some other HD-IL2 program, but that he wouldn’t undertake that scenario with me. (Note Sandy Gunnels’ remark on my previous post. She had the same question.)

I talked about that with Dr. George today and he agreed with Dr. Morse that any treatment program that might ultimately irreparably damage Strainer wasn’t a smart thing to attempt. Here’s what he did propose: We’re going to check my creatinine this week and again in two weeks. That gets us to mid-October, the magic six-week mark when a CT scan will determine whether or not the HD-IL2 did me any good. If I’ve shown a measurable positive response, he will refer us to NIH (National Institutes of Health) in Bethesda, MD where he knows physicians that would likely be willing to undertake a more agressive HD-IL2 treatment regimen that would still be safe for my kidney.

I don’t think undertake was a particularly rosy choice of verbs, now that I think about it. “Attempt” sounds so iffy. “Administer” sounds too Nazi-ish. “Dispense” sounds too pedestrian. So, “undertake” it will remain. I digress….

If the mid-October scans prove the HD-IL2 to be inconclusive or ineffective, then we’ll likely opt for six or so months on a tyrosine kinase inhibitor (oral chemotherapy) pill therapy and then, according to Dr. George, “consolidate” the tumor burden by doing surgery to eliminate the left adrenal gland and get rid of the two small tumors in Strainer.

All that medical mumbo-jumbo to say this: We have a plan in place that will address whichever scenario we’re presented in about three weeks after the scans. I still have options — maybe good ones — that could extend my life and protect my quality of life.

My outlook has taken a good turn upward today. I’m happy to report that. During my funk yesterday I decided on the title of the blog post I’ll have to write if I find that all my options are gone and that I’m riding that bobsled on the slick ice of my last days. If you see a post titled, “Circling the Drain,” then you’ll know I’ve emptied my gun, like those poor red-jacketed soldiers in the movie, “Zulu,” and that I’m about to be overrun and out of luck. I hope I’m ninety years old and a large pain in my sons’ asses when my arthritis-twisted fingers have to type that title.

Until then, we press on, optimistic about our chances to beat this and determined to write my way through it as honestly as possible. Thank you for the support, the concern, the love and the morbid curiosity that has delivered more than 105,650 page views of this blog.

By the way, if you’d like to know how powerful a blog can be, jump over and Google “Dr. Dan George” right now and see where my blog lands on the list. I met Dr. George this past January and during January I posted my first blog post that mentioned him. Now, since January, my blog sometimes appears at the top of the list when you search his name. Incredible!

September 27, 2012 | Tagged With: Bethesda MD, blog, creatinine, CT scan, Dr. Andrew Pippas, Dr. Dan George, Dr. MIchael Morse, Duke University Hospital, HD IL2, kidney transplant, National Institutes of Health, Sandy Gunnels, Strainer, tyrosine kinase inhibitor, Zulu| Filed Under: kidney cancer | 19 Comments

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