The Results

Today was the big day – it had become monumental in our lives and finally, finally it is over.

Yesterday my husband had his CT scan to see if the chemo he is presently on was an effective treatment.  He ended up having a full body, including head, CT scan.  He had to drink two large glasses of a mixture of apple juice, water and some type of dye prior to the scan.  The scan itself was uneventful.  The CT technician at the hospital was personable and friendly – nice guy, he’s done all of my hubby’s scans so far.  About four hours after the scan my husband’s troubles began.  He started to feel nauseous and ended up vomiting sporadically throughout the evening, overnight and into this morning.  As a result, and out of desperation, I called our GP.  It seemed cruel to take a guy who was feeling so awful to an appointment that involved driving a half hour and waiting two hours for blood work to be processed with the potential outcome of receiving bad news.  I asked the GP if I should put him through that, he’s such a nice man and deserves kindness.  Her answer was “he needs to go to this appointment.”  Okay, so be it.

My husband, me  and his nephew – who thankfully drove – set off for the hospital.   My husband did the blood work thing and then waited.  It was quite busy and we had to wait a little bit before seeing his Oncologist.  It was worth the wait.  The Oncologist did a review of the CT scan findings with us – with what we perceived to be an incredible outcome.  The nodules in his lungs appeared to have gone – this finding is qualified by the development of some pleural effusion which obscured some areas of the lung – so there could still be some cancerous nodules behind the pleural patches.  The tumor that had been identified as the primary was not visible in this CT scan.  The bony lesions appeared to be healing.  It was not all sunshine and lollipops – there are some concerns with the pleural effusion as well as the purpura and petechiae on his leg.  We left with a prescription to try and clear these up.  His chemo session for tomorrow was cancelled.  The Oncologist rescheduled us for next week when we will meet with him after he has done some consultation with his peers to develop a plan for the next stage of my husband’s treatment.

Simply put, as the Oncologist stated, “it is a very good outcome.”   Not out of the woods yet but significantly closer.  My husband will always be a cancer patient, we know that, but for right now he appears to have gained some quality time.  Thank you to the collective universe and all those sending positive thoughts his way.

My sister-in-law did well too.  The tumor they removed was larger than they anticipated.  Still her surgeon was pleased overall with how the surgery went.  She had a bit of a tough night last night due to pain, so hopefully the pain medication has been modified to address this.  In her case, there are some requirements physically before she can be released from the hospital – which is a good thing.  I suspect she will be in the hospital until Thursday at least.

Whew, this is one rollercoaster ride that has too many highs and lows.  I know that there remain a lot of unknowns and that next week may bring new information, but for now we are going to relax just a little bit.

The Day After

Yesterday was treatment day.  By the time we got home we were both exhausted.  The evening was short with my husband having a light dinner and heading to rest by 930ish.   He slept deeply through the night and woke up quite groggy today.

Although he had great intentions to have a protein rich breakfast of sausage and eggs,  when I put them in front of him he changed his mind to a bowl of hot oatmeal.   He took his anti nausea meds with breakfast, but began to feel quite nauseous within the hour.   The doctor and nurses at the cancer clinic were quite emphatic that hydration is key to managing the nausea.  They recommend drinking 2 liters a day of fluid to flush the toxins out,  however, it is hard to drink that much when you feel like throwing up.

I got a pitcher out and measured out the amount of fluid required so he had a visual of what he needed to drink.  He also took some of the “as needed” anti nausea meds he had been prescribed.  As a result he was quite tired and slept for a good part of the day.

The visiting nurse came to change the dressing on his picc line as well as flush it out.  This will happen once a week.  She also spoke about what the next couple of days may be like.

After the visiting nurse left the nurse from the hospital called to follow up on yesterday and see how he was doing.   She advised that if his fluids were low he would feel even more nauseous.   If he continues to feel nauseous she recommended having intravenous fluids at home.  She would do an order and the visiting nurse could administer the additional hydration over the weekend.  We will see how the night goes.  This may be the best solution yet.