Starting All Over Again
Trip Start
Jan 20, 2004
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Good friends recently told us that they've put a five minute limit on discussing health concerns. Sounds good to us, so we'll attempt to keep this epistle to a minimum.
During that first round of chemo the daily white blood cell count bounced around from an initial high of 390, down to 298 and then back up to 374. It wasn't supposed to happen that way. Three weeks later, the specialist unhappily informed us that it hadn't worked....at all!! Having just returned from a three week vacation, he needed more time to assess this somewhat bizarre turn of events and thus asked us to return a week later.
Hmmm....seems the next possible step is to try another drug that is not covered by our Ontario health insurance and is worth $40,000 - yikes! "Don't worry" he hastened to add, "I'll put together a proposal to the hospital pharmacology board and it's very likely that they'll agree to cover the costs of the treatment. And as the expected remission from this drug is likely to be short lived, we'll no doubt be looking at a bone marrow transplant sometime within the next six months". Bone marrow transplant?! Whew, that was somewhat of a bombshell to absorb, especially as we were simply prepped for a straightforward second round of chemo.
Was it just a coincidence that Gerry's brother Geoff arrived from Halifax the following day, after a two-day trip in his RoadTrek? Little did he know that his time would be partially spent in the hospital, being HLA-typed as a possible bone marrow donor. Nor was he aware that the hospital would become quite so familiar to him, as we all spent hours in the ER the following day when Gerry developed a sudden high fever from an unidentified infection and required intravenous antibiotics for another six days. That first round of chemo unfortunately didn't kill the cancerous white blood cells, but it did totally destroy what remained of Gerry's immune system.
Have we now become prisoners in our own home, hoping to avoid further complications before the next round of treatment is due to start? Last week we would have said a resounding "yes!", as Sharon was added to the patient list too. Last Monday marked the day for a long-awaited appointment with her retina specialist, after she had experienced considerable discomfort and blurring in her left eye. Expecting nothing more than a consultation, she was somewhat surprised to hear that she had three retinal tears that would require the insertion of a gas bubble in her eyeball as a possible remedy. Driving herself home after that was quite a feat!
After a week, everyone has finally stopped asking her when she's going to take off her Hallowe'en costume - yes, the gruesomely bloodied eye has more or less healed. Two nights of sitting upright to sleep wasn't exactly much fun, but the gas bubble apparently did the trick. This was followed up with successful laser surgery two days later. So that has put paid to the unfounded rumour that she was simply hankering after some of the attention that for the last little while has all centred around Gerry! She definitely appears to be back on the mend now. Just in time too, as we expect the hospital to call any day soon with the schedule for starting over with Gerry's new monoclonal antibody therapy.
Well, five minutes must be just about up, so enough of health issues! As you may imagine, our lives these days seem to revolve around endless appointments with doctors and specialists and innumerable visits to clinics and hospitals. Never mind, we realize that it's all a means to an end, so we're spending our "spare" time concentrating on more important things like reading up on and planning for our next travel adventures. Stay tuned!
During that first round of chemo the daily white blood cell count bounced around from an initial high of 390, down to 298 and then back up to 374. It wasn't supposed to happen that way. Three weeks later, the specialist unhappily informed us that it hadn't worked....at all!! Having just returned from a three week vacation, he needed more time to assess this somewhat bizarre turn of events and thus asked us to return a week later.
Hmmm....seems the next possible step is to try another drug that is not covered by our Ontario health insurance and is worth $40,000 - yikes! "Don't worry" he hastened to add, "I'll put together a proposal to the hospital pharmacology board and it's very likely that they'll agree to cover the costs of the treatment. And as the expected remission from this drug is likely to be short lived, we'll no doubt be looking at a bone marrow transplant sometime within the next six months". Bone marrow transplant?! Whew, that was somewhat of a bombshell to absorb, especially as we were simply prepped for a straightforward second round of chemo.
Was it just a coincidence that Gerry's brother Geoff arrived from Halifax the following day, after a two-day trip in his RoadTrek? Little did he know that his time would be partially spent in the hospital, being HLA-typed as a possible bone marrow donor. Nor was he aware that the hospital would become quite so familiar to him, as we all spent hours in the ER the following day when Gerry developed a sudden high fever from an unidentified infection and required intravenous antibiotics for another six days. That first round of chemo unfortunately didn't kill the cancerous white blood cells, but it did totally destroy what remained of Gerry's immune system.
Have we now become prisoners in our own home, hoping to avoid further complications before the next round of treatment is due to start? Last week we would have said a resounding "yes!", as Sharon was added to the patient list too. Last Monday marked the day for a long-awaited appointment with her retina specialist, after she had experienced considerable discomfort and blurring in her left eye. Expecting nothing more than a consultation, she was somewhat surprised to hear that she had three retinal tears that would require the insertion of a gas bubble in her eyeball as a possible remedy. Driving herself home after that was quite a feat!
After a week, everyone has finally stopped asking her when she's going to take off her Hallowe'en costume - yes, the gruesomely bloodied eye has more or less healed. Two nights of sitting upright to sleep wasn't exactly much fun, but the gas bubble apparently did the trick. This was followed up with successful laser surgery two days later. So that has put paid to the unfounded rumour that she was simply hankering after some of the attention that for the last little while has all centred around Gerry! She definitely appears to be back on the mend now. Just in time too, as we expect the hospital to call any day soon with the schedule for starting over with Gerry's new monoclonal antibody therapy.
Well, five minutes must be just about up, so enough of health issues! As you may imagine, our lives these days seem to revolve around endless appointments with doctors and specialists and innumerable visits to clinics and hospitals. Never mind, we realize that it's all a means to an end, so we're spending our "spare" time concentrating on more important things like reading up on and planning for our next travel adventures. Stay tuned!



Comments
Thinking of you
Hi Sharon and Gerry,
It was good to hear from you and I had actually been thinking of you just this week and wondering how things were going. Our daughter was married 2 weeks ago. (Some pictures have been put on travelpod) Anyway with the wedding over life has settled now. The little blonde girl is our 16 month old granddaughter who was only 7 weeks old when we took off last year for our trip around the world.
I too had disappointing news at the hospital this week as we had decided to take deferred salary for 4 years in order to take another year off to go back to NZ with some travel on the way there and back. Anyway my application to participate in the pre paid leave plan was denied. I am extremely disappointed at this and have not given up the idea of pursuing it. I came back from my year away and settled into my job with new enthusiasm and energy. I believe that the year off was a great refreshing way to recharge my batteries and learn so much about people, cultures, countries, other health care systems. I can't help but feel that there is an age discrimination situation because they have asked me when I plan to retire. I like my job and feel that I make a valuable contribution and I plan to work until I am 65. This will be much easier if I get to take every 5th year off to travel. Also important for Anthony to spend time with his family in NZ.
Anyway enough of my whining, you have bigger issues and I want you to know that we will keep you both in our thoughts and prayers. Take care and I hope that we will both get to fulfil our travel plans someday.
Cheers,
Doreen and Anthony