Reflecting Back & Looking Forward

A year ago today I was lying on my couch, sick with pneumonia for the second time in a five month period.  Although I didn't know it at the time, it would be a sign of things to come for the year.  Last year was supposed to be a great one filled with joyful milestones.  We were going to have another baby.  I was going to run a marathon.  I was contemplating a job change and a move.  Life was good and moving in the right direction.  Of course, two months later I was diagnosed with cancer and everything screeched to a halt.  We were forced to re-prioritize, so we did.  More than anything, the past year tested our resilience.  It was hard.  It was scary.  I almost died.  I was essentially useless for 5 months while recovering from surgery and dealing with chemotherapy at a time when my family needed me.  Tiffany had to take care of me, along with basically all of the household duties and two very active toddlers.  While pregnant.  There were many tough days, but she carried the burden with grace and determination.  (Her thoughts on her blog here.)  God showed up daily- internally by providing strength, peace, and even joy above what we would ever have been able to muster on our own, and physically through the MANY people who came through to support us.  My mother in law was an angel who cooked, cleaned, and helped with the kids.  My parents cancelled their vacation, took time off of work, and were there with us every step of the way.  SO many friends took time out of their busy lives to bring us meals and encouragement.  We were surrounded with love and support throughout the ordeal and I don't know how we would have made it through otherwise.  But we made it.  We adapted, we improvised, we overcame.  Chemo ended and we transitioned right into having a (mildly challenging) newborn in the house.  But right on schedule he is now doing much better and sleeping more, just in time for the new year.  A better year.  Our marriage is stronger because we stood together during the storm.  Ten years ago we vowed to stick together for better or worse, in sickness and health.  We've experienced the "worse" and the "sickness" now and that gives us a new ability to savor the better times.  We look forward to 2015 with just as much hope and optimism as ever, but now with more gratitude, and the knowledge that we can endure whatever life throws at us.

I can face anything with this one by my side

Our Dax - also ready for 2015

So as I move on and plan for the new year, I want to acknowledge a few of the lessons I learned this year:

• Attitude is important.  Tragedy, heartbreak, and disappointment are inevitable in life.  How we respond to adversity and disappointment determines how successful we will be.  Things happen that we can't control, but we can control how we react.  We can accept defeat and ask "why me?" or we can resolve to use those experiences as motivation to become better, to rise above, and keep fighting.  I choose to always stay optimistic.

• Perspective is important.  No matter how bad things seem, it can always be worse and it will get better.  There is always something to be thankful for.  I drew inspiration from a six year old I've never met who is courageously battling brain cancer.  He's the son of a friend from high school and their story is here.

• Community is important.  The outpouring of support and tangible help we received has made me a more compassionate person. 

• Knowledge is important.  I was going to say "knowledge is power" but then it wouldn't fit with the rest of how this list turned out.  Specifically with medical issues, I've learned how important it is to be informed.  Doctors aren't perfect.  Be your own advocate.  Ask questions.  I had time on my hands and did research using resources like the Leukemia and Lymphoma Society, American Cancer Society, National Institute of Health, The Journal of Clinical Oncology, and the National Comprehensive Cancer Network to name a few.  But there is also a lot of misinformation out there.  I had planned to dedicate a separate blog post to that topic, but suffice it to say that I don't believe that there is a giant conspiracy to give people cancer and prevent a cure by the government/ pharmaceutical industry/ wall street/ illuminati/ aliens, etc.  I believe in integrative approaches and that clean eating, exercise, prayer/ meditation, natural/ herbal medicine can be beneficial as a compliment to modern medicine, and I added some of those approaches into my own treatment.  But false information that oversimplifies cancer and blames the victim is misleading and irresponsible.  I could go on and on and I don't want to offend or get into any debates, but my two favorite sites that confront the most common myths are here and here.  Worth a glance.

• Faith is important. My Christian faith has been a recurring theme in this blog throughout the whole experience and this has only strengthened it.  I have never believed that if I just do the right things, then God will prosper me and make my life comfortable.  On the contrary, he promised that we will have troubles in life, but that he's there for us when they come.  Looking back, I can see clearly how God prepared me to go through this, how he carried us through it, and I know he's going to use it for good. 

So here's to a healthy, blessed, happy 2015.  The best is yet to come.

Last Chemo

Landing in the hospital only ended up pushing my last chemo treatment by 8 days, so I was recovered enough to go in for it on July 22nd.  I started the day with a quick run/ walk before getting ready, which I always do on treatment days.  I do it at the recommendation of Dr. D'Silva from early on as a way to increase oxygen intake and prepare my body for the chemo drugs.  Apart from the other obvious benefits of exercise, it also gives me a mental boost to be able to do it and show myself that this can't break me.

Tiffany and I arrived at the clinic around 8:15am and were brought back for the familiar routine.  I always show up with a positive attitude on treatment days as there's nothing really pleasant about it in and of itself.  It's another aspect that's within my control in the midst of so much that isn't, so I choose to be happy on these days.  The staff and nurses also do a great job of maintaining a positive environment at the clinic, which makes a huge difference.  My nurse this time was Shelley, who was also assigned for my very first treatment, so it seemed fitting that she would be with us for the last one.  My blood counts were good, which was expected after all of the medication the week before to stimulate white blood cell production, so I had the green light to start my last chemo.   

Ready for the last one

Above everything else, I would say I felt relieved.  Knowing that the cancer is in remission and that this was the last treatment, I just wanted to get it over with and start the recovery process.  The day itself was pretty uneventful until the end.  Once everything was finished and I was unhooked from the IV, a few of the nurses who were still there came over to celebrate with confetti and a cake.  It was a special moment to culminate all of the events of the last 5 months.  I even received a certificate for "graduating."  After a few hugs and some pictures, we were off to start the recovery process.  I spent the next week or so dealing with the now predicable side effects but have started to feel much better over the past 2-3 days.

With Tracy, Katie, and Shelley after finishing

With Dr. D'Silva

My "diploma"

The big question is "now what?"  That's what I've been asked the most and the same question I asked Dr. D'Silva.  Physically, I'll regain my energy and strength over the next several weeks as the good cells that were killed off by the chemo regenerate.  I'll have to return to the clinic every two months for the next two years starting in September for my "maintenance regimen."  This involves getting a dose of the Rituxan only and will take about 4-5 hours each time.  Rituxan is one of the drugs I've been getting, but it is not one of the toxic ones and doesn't come with the side effects of the other drugs.  It's a monoclonal antibody that identifies certain cells that contain a specific protein that the lymphoma cells contain and marks them for the body's own immune system to destroy.  Getting this every two months for two years after chemo has proven to extend the remission period significantly.  I'll have to get scanned once a year for the rest of my life, but I expect to not have to deal with this for quite a long time based on how everything has gone and the research I've done.  Plus Dr. D'Silva told me that we'll be getting together for a drink in ten years.

So my focus going forward is on recovery, healing, and rebuilding my strength and fitness level.  I've tried to keep myself from deteriorating too far, but my body has been through a lot this year, especially considering the damage from the surgery in March, so I know the road is going to be slower than I want.  I'll still continue to post here from time to time, even though the dramatic part is over.  I have some thoughts about how this experience has changed my outlook among other things, so I'll keep the blog up and running.  I'm also anxious to recover so that I can use my experience to help other people. As those opportunities come up I'll also use this space to share.  For now, thank you again for your support and sharing this journey with us. 

Isaiah 43: 1-2 "But now, thus says the Lord, who created you, O Jacob, and He who formed you, O Israel:

“Fear not, for I have redeemed you; I have called you by your name;  You are Mine.  When you pass through the waters, I will be with you; and through the rivers, they shall not overflow you.  When you walk through the fire, you shall not be burned, nor shall the flame scorch you."

Relevant message in this song below (although it is hard, so you probably won't like it unless you like awesome metal.)  The only line I don't agree with is "pure strength through solitude" because I've drawn so much strength from others and God during this trial.