Saw my oncologist today, prior to chemo round three. Tracy and Keith are here from Virginia and they were with so I had my own entourage. Doc asked lots of questions about how I was doing, then it was my turn. I asked how aggressive my type of esophageal cancer is and what is the likelihood I’ll beat this. He said the statistics would say most patients live 12 months after diagnosis. It is not expected the chemo will cure my cancer, just keep it in check. We’ll do another CT scan after my sixth round and if the tumor hasn’t grown or metastasized that would be success. I hadn’t really realized that the CT scan I had prior to chemo provided the full “before” data, I’d thought it was just my lower abdomen. So I’ve told some off you that the engineer in me wished we had before data for comparison and we will. Either way, apparently I’ll start a second series of chemo as soon as the first is done if I can tolerate it.
The stark reality hit Judy pretty hard. She Tracy and Keith are out on the deck drinking up my liquor. Sharing today’s news with Katie and Peder wasn’t easy for me either. Call it denial or faith but I believe I’ll beat this with prayer and chemo. I feel better now than I have since October, rode my bike 25 miles last Sunday. Statistics are meaningless to me, I’m a case of one and people DO beat this. Why not me? I asked if my riding Cycle Oregon was an insane idea. Doc said not necessarily, my body will tell me what’s possible. He told us we should do the things we want to do together, enjoy life as best we can and if need be, tweak the chemo schedule to accommodate some things. We’re thinking that it’s time to make that Route 66 bucket list trip.
So, emotionally this was a shitty week. Besides today’s news, on Monday we met with a lawyer to draft an irresponsibly long overdue will. Friends, get your affairs in order for your family on your terms, not when facing something like this. Then I find that after seven years as volunteer webmaster for Lutheran Men in Mission that they hired a developer to reformat my work to make it look more “modern” and essentially tossed me aside without any conversation or so much as a thank you. Not nice. Screwed over just like St. Matthew did to me after 8 years as webmaster for them. Guess I’m done building sites for Lutheran organizations.
Our dear friends Susan and Gary had tee shirts made for us reading “Mark’s Pit Crew — savesparkplug.us” and delivered them with a basket of healthy goodies. Thank you friends, I love them and you.
Time for some stupid movie therapy. First up, Animal House, which we just finished. “Bluto: Over? Did you say ‘over?’ Nothing is over until we decide it is! Was it over when the Germans bombed Pearl Harbor? Hell, no!”
That’s me, a bit confused but I won’t give up.
Here I am with Peder and Tom back in 2011 riding the original Deathmobile in Cottage Grove Oregon where the homecoming parade scene was filmed. Love this movie!