A Challenging Time

The last month of daily radiation and weekly chemotherapy has really taken a toll on Bobbi. A thousand miles a week where each day becomes longer and more draining. There isn’t a whole lot of joy taking place. This is really whipping her out. She calls it a night about 7:30 and begins the same preparations in the morning. She hasn’t had a decent night sleep since the surgery, getting up 3 to 4 times throughout for the bathroom.

It’s tough as hell to watch. She puts on a brave face and cheerful persona with others but I see the toll it’s taking. She shares with me how difficult this experience is. Will be so glad when September approaches. Our life consists of hospitals, doctors, pharmacies, needles, and highway signs. It’s hard trying to keep her spirits up when I’m angry having the one I love struggling. We thought after the Whipple we’d be done with the degree of hardship, but there just doesn’t seem to be an end to them. Bobbi has always done things at 100mph, and gets frustrated with herself after growing tired 5 minutes into a chore. Going on a year soon, and hopefully will turn the page on this chapter. Now mouth sores are developing. Recently had lab work done so hopefully they look alright.

Nobody promised life would be easy and fair, all of us have our mountains to climb. But damn! This is a tough cancer. She’s beating it but it’s taking everything she’s got and then some. Haven’t written in awhile, just going through the motions of living life. Thankful for family and friends love and support. We do find time to laugh and love, but there is an underlying struggle taking place that words really can’t describe. Nights of staying up thinking in the dark, where it’s quiet and calm, I try to make sense of things. Just have to keep pushing ahead. One more day, one more treatment, one more doctor.

Not really sure what to write. Numb from everything. I want her to get better so badly. Days of yesterday’s seem so far away. Having to learn how to live life at the moment is important. You really can’t get too far ahead with plans because we don’t know how she’ll be feeling when something is.

May 18th, 2018

Bobbi – Friday morning and it’s 5:00am, been up 2 hours already. Gotta love the pre-chemo steroid effect. Riding the radiation van has been interesting. The War Memorial Hospital here has a volunteer program where different drivers take people here from the Soo down to Petoskey for radiation. My younger brother Steve is receiving radiation too so the van makes a quick stop near Pickford to pick him up. Certainly feels surreal. We were born on the same day, three years a part, and now each are challenged with cancer.

Wednesday we had a quick ride to Petoskey, all green lights. Got to the hospital and when the elevator doors opened five of us had a quick stride so we could return sooner. I almost chuckled out loud… cancer peeps are a strange breed are we really jogging to get radiated? Thursday is chemo day as well. You know when they wear thick gloves, gowns, and mask and your IV infusion comes in a biohazard bag they’re not exactly sprinkling you with fairy dust. Will get a break from both for 2 weeks then it’ll be the home stretch. 4 additional months of chemo and done, at least that’s the plan. I really don’t know how much longer I can keep doing this if plans change.

May 30, 2018

These times seems endless. Each day that goes by is taking its toll. Just have to get through it I keep telling myself. Both of us keep battling. He rarely mentions his heart issues, is a good bluffer, but takes all of it in stride. Our primary family doctor is moving so we’ll be looking for another at the end of June. The third one since we’ve been up here. Really like the Doctor we have but she is moving to Grand Rapids.

Cancer has literally taken me to the doorstep of death. The great robbery, hair, body and often times strength. At one point I was so ill my breath was cold, my body emaciated. Yet somewhere in the depths of illness is a courage to forge forward. I refuse to surrender, a smile is contagious. Try it, it costs nothing. 10 more radiation treatments to go 20 completed. 5 of 6 chemo treatments done this cycle, for a total of 17 since last year. 28 total sessions by the time things are supposedly finished. Certainly feeling the effects. Successful Whipple surgery didn’t come free of side-effects. Up every morning at 3:00am using the restroom for the next 4 hours. Trying to tweak pancreatic enzymes, diet and still learning what’s tolerable. Sure didn’t sign up for this but we play the deck we are dealt. Days are long and challenging. Mike said give yourself permission to rest, I know he is right but it is foreign.

At least the weather is nice and my flowers are coming to life. Haven’t had much time to enjoy them but it’s pleasant when we sit out and relax. Just feeling so tired and whipped out all the time. Looking forward to seeing the kids this summer. Gotta keep on keeping on! Tomorrow is a chemo day so up early and on the road.

Tattoo

Thought it was time to update family and friends on the next set of plans in Bobbi’s battle. On April 25 we met with her oncologist Dr. C, and in Petoskey, at Karmanos. She was surprised to see her doing so well after the Whipple procedure close to 4 weeks ago. It was nice visiting with the team of nurses, social worker, all who’ve become friends. Bobbi was her positive and cheerful self. We anxiously waited to see what was coming next.

It was decided that it’d be best for her to undergo 6 weeks of daily radiation and chemotherapy once a a week, then 4 months of additional chemo to follow. We spent the night in Petoskey because we had to meet with the radiology professionals early in the morning. Karmanos is an amazing place to have this done. The social worker there presented us with a voucher for a hotel stay that night.

When we met with her radiology doctor he explained the process. Bobbi drank contrast dye, had a CAT scan, and the areas where it was to be administered was tattooed with three separate dots. One on each side of her midsection and one in the center. Appointments were set up to start this coming Thursday.

Twisty, the tumor in her pancreas was destroyed. But it was adhered to her portal vein. Cancer cells left on the portal vein was confirmed by pathology, which is why they are going to aggressively continue treatments.

Bobbi – “Appointments back to back. Wed met with Dr. Coppola to map out my future chemo. 6 weeks radiation with reduced strength Gemzar 1 week x3 then week off with radiation mon-fri. Then 4 cycles gemzar full strength. Well so much for an optimistic 2 months chemo, but now it’ll take us to probably Labor Day. When does it flipping end? Where does the human spirit find the energy to keep going? The well is pretty damn deep and if I hollered down it an echo would surely sound. Thursday I met my radiation oncologist, very nice doctor. Kind and thorough, making sure our concerns were addressed. Pretty sure he is about Sean’s age or younger. After meeting was given contrast dye to drink and IV access for more contrast then off to CT to get my dot tattoos marking the spots for radiation. Hmmm a permanent reminder of my cancer journey, like I needed anything in permanent ink to remind me that I have cancer. I had to bite my lip! They stung!

The next six weeks ought to be interesting. We’ll be riding the Road to Recovery bus, a program the War Memorial Hospital has here in the Soo, with others getting radiation. It leaves each morning and arrives back later in the afternoon.

Mike shared with me a good insight in looking at all this coming up, because it’s discouraging to now have to endure the upcoming daily radiation, and months more of chemo. It’s depressing. He compared the start of this new journey as the last one. When there is a major storm you look at outside and still the destruction taking place and question how in the heck your going to survive it, rebuild, endure. You wonder where your going to find the energy and positive attitude it’s going to take to get through it. Yet, when you venture out after, take things one day at a time, things slowly look better. Not at once, not without hardship, but you survive. Going into the first rounds of chemo, the Whipple, felt like this. There were many WTF moments! It’s taking awhile for my digestive system to heal. I’m on a medication named Creon to help the pancreas break down food better. What type of foods that can be handled is still a hit or miss type of thing.

Thought after the Whipple there’d be less of a battle. Doctor C said she wasn’t going to BS me in saying this would be easy. And we know it won’t. Yet I know I’m going to beat this. Didn’t know how or when in the beginning, but we did. Don’t know how or when we will now, but know we will! It just gets so exhausting digging deep and finding the energy it takes to fight this cancer. We talk a lot, he gives me pep talks when down. I know it’s been difficult on him emotionally and physically but he keeps on going and is the glue of this crazy experience. Everyone’s support and love has played an important part. I’m glad he stayed on me about trying to write what feelings are taking place. It’s helped a lot. Doing good and have to remember we’re only 4 weeks out of surgery. Today was spent digging in my garden and getting hands dirty. A place where I forget about what’s taking place. Wasn’t sure if there’d be a garden this year some months back! Onward we go, Thursday chemo and first radiation treatment. Adds up to about 7500 miles of traveling the next 5 months. Glad it’s not winter!

While we drove to see brother Steve on Sunday we seen hundreds of Sand Hill Crane birds in a farmers field. It was amazing. When different wildlife cross our path I often look up the message to see what they symbolize. This is what was written – “Here in the center of the storm you can see the vortex surrounding you, the vortex is the field of your unharnessed emotions, fears, pain and stored trauma where you can feel lost and overwhelmed and not know how to find your way out.  At the core of all storms is the eye, it is where you see the light has broken through the clouds, this is where the calm waters give safety.  It is here that you have perfect clarity and can see the overriding power of your emotions surrounding you.”

Kind of feels this way right now. A few months off chemo has brought a lot of clarity to everything. After all this the butterfly will soar!”