Friday, May 31, 2013

It's been a while...

The days can go by so fast sometimes during treatment, and now I see it's been almost 3 weeks since my last post! Well, to be more specific, it's the days when I'm not getting chemo that go by more quickly. How unfortunate; those are the days I want to last longer!

I'm currently in the first week of cycle 7 and feeling quite tired. It first hit on Tuesday (treatment started then and ends Saturday this week due to the Memorial Day holiday). It's another irinotecan/temozolomide cycle, like cycles 4 and 5. I would get bouts of fatigue during those cycles too, most often during the first week when I'd get both drugs, but I have been feeling very tired this week. I took a long nap Tuesday afternoon and then couldn't sleep well at night. On Wednesday, I was able to make it through physical therapy ok, and didn't feel too sleepy, but then yesterday, I slept while getting chemo, and right after lunch too. This morning, I'm a little better, but still tired.

So, now to get to what happened between the end of the ifosfamide/etoposide treatment of cycle 6 and now... I'd last reported that I was feeling less drained than expected. As true as it was, all it meant was that the crash was delayed. It wasn't a ginormous crash, but it was enough to make me miss a session of physical therapy. This mirrored my blood counts, which had their drop during the latter part of the week. Though I was hoping to make it to my brother's med school graduation in Virginia with my family during the ensuing weekend, I instead spiked a fever on Friday night and was in the hospital. I was thankfully in there only for one evening, but I was still tired, and I stayed back with my uncle who was visiting while my parents made the trip south. We were all hoping to make the trip together, but sometimes things don't work out like you hope...

The scans I was expecting during the third week of cycle 6 actually won't be happening until June 12; the every 3 cycles I thought it was going to be was only after the first 3. After those, the interval is roughly every 3 months. The Tuesday of this week, Ashley arrived for a visit and has been with me since, accompanying me on a brief trip that I will have to talk about in another post to keep this one from being too long. Also a feature of that week: the hair on my head and face fell out once again, and now I'm back to the very unhairy state I was in since the end of cycle 1.

More posts will come as my energy allows, so stay tuned!

Saturday, May 11, 2013

Drained, But Less Than Expected

It seemed like forever, but after 5 days of ifosfamide, etoposide, and IV fluids round the clock, I am finally through the chemo part of cycle 6. Now the recovery begins. I feel quite drained right now, but pleasantly surprised by the amount of energy I do have -- I was expecting to feel a lot worse, like the crash weekends I had during my first three cycles. I have had to lie down and rest quite a bit, yes, but not for the entire day.

I must emphasize that I was expecting to feel a lot worse. Cyclophosphamide, a drug related to ifosfamide, did a number of me during the first three cycles. But that wasn't the only "tough" drug in there -- when I'd mentioned the side effects doxorubicin before, I focused on the risk of heart damage, but it is also a potent nausea inducer. Etoposide is not a big nausea inducer, so I had that going for me. Still, I needed the fluids to keep flushing my bladder like I did for cyclophosphamide during the first three cycles, and that was of course no fun.

As for nausea, it started to kick in Monday afternoon during my first dose of ifosfamide, but thankfully a very aggressive course of anti-nausea meds beat it back. And I mean aggressive. As soon as one wore off, time for another. There are actually four total anti-nausea meds that can be used during treatment, three that I have at my disposal in pill form. The one I don't have is dexamethasone, a steroid. I get that by IV in the clinic. Funny thing -- a skier received a 2 year ban for using it as a performance-enhancer. Well, if it takes steroids to beat cancer, so be it. Though before anyone thinks I'm going to turn into one of those hulked-up athletes, dexamethasone is not that kind of steroid. The others I have available as pills are ondansetron, hydroxyzine, and lorazepam. Lorazepam I'd mentioned in a previous post; it addresses "anticipatory" nausea (i.e. you get nauseous thinking about food). Hydroxyzine targets motion-sickness style nausea. Ondansetron is a general-purpose anti-nausea medicine. At the clinic, I get these by IV, and take pills when I'm out.

With medicine schedule in hand, getting the needed IVs during the day and waking up at prescribed times for pills at night, I hardly ever felt nauseous. But there was a catch. Lorazepam and hydroxyzine cause drowsiness, and lorazepam has made my brain "crash" before (cycle 4). Continually taking them left me in a zombie-like state for much of each day. I'd be in a fog upon waking up, which would clear a bit by mid-morning, and I'd have some useful brain functionality until after lunch. Then, it was a slow descent back into the fog, which of course reached its worst at bedtime. But I could actually eat decent amounts of food without feeling sick! So yes, I'll take being a zombie over being nauseous. I was in a fog much of today too.

I'll start backing off the meds a bit tomorrow; hopefully, I will recover quickly to a more normal state. Now I have to brace for the period of very low immunity that comes over the next few days and do my best not to get sick. My rehab and other plans for this month depend on it. I'm doing my best to be careful, taking inspiration from noted television germophobe Sheldon Cooper. I find myself reaching for the Purell a lot these days as well...

Tuesday, May 7, 2013

Cycle 5 in Pictures

As I said yesterday, I began cycle 6, but I'd like to take this moment to share a few pictures from cycle 5 that show some of what went on. First one is of me in the clinic during week 1. For effect, I'm wearing my prosthetic leg turned sideways. Also to note is that while I've lost a good bit of hair, my mustache and some of the hair on my chin had begun to grow back:


Fast forward to the end of the cycle, and that hair has become rich and full, and the rest of my hair has started to come back as well. Facial hair, head hair, eyebrows, eyelashes, body hair... This cycle 6 will likely knock it out again, but I'm enjoying it while I still have it. Here's me on Sunday posing in front of the new 1 World Trade Center tower currently under construction:


Now, I'd mentioned before that the fit of the prosthetic leg is very much dependent on the prosthetic socks that go over my silicone sleeve. I have to carry socks with me wherever I go, as during the course of an outing, I might need to change the number I'm wearing. Here is a change of socks in action:


Finally, my nails have shown the signs of multiple rounds of chemo. This is something Dr. Meyers, the head of the sarcoma team, told me I would see. Perfectly normal, like tree rings actually. I can see four bands, and I had four cycles before this one:


Monday, May 6, 2013

Cycle 6 Begins

Last time I checked in, I was in the first week of cycle 5. Now, it's cycle 6, with irinotecan and temozolomide replaced by ifosfamide and etoposide. I had the etoposide go in before lunch. It took about an hour. My nurse told me it does not have many side effects outside of hair loss and immune system suppression. Now I have a bag of ifosfamide dripping into my veins. I feel a bit queasy but otherwise fine right now, but I know that its side effects will eventually kick in, and cause a number of the same problems I was reporting when I was getting cyclophosphamide. Hopefully since I'm getting just two drugs instead of the three from cycles 1-3, I won't feel as bad as I did during those cycles. I will get the drugs today through Friday. Week 2 will be spent resting and waiting for my blood counts to recover. During week 3, I'll get more scans to see where I'm at.

To recap cycle 5 developments: I was still focused on rehab, with 2x/week physical therapy plus exercises outside of it. One morning, when I was getting chemo, I was using one of the grab bars in the clinic to do a couple of my exercises, and a doctor and a nurse both asked if I was ok and needed help (they thought I was having a lot of trouble moving). I had to explain that I was doing physical therapy, and not struggling to get back to my seat. I paid a couple of visits to the prosthetist for more adjustments. The feeling of tightness at the top and the associated discomfort are gone, and now the only problems I'm having are at the bottom of my left leg. I feel discomfort and pressure there when I walk, presumably from movement of the limb within the socket. Hopefully, more adjustments will be able to fix this. Even with the discomfort issues, I'm still progressing very well with my walking. I'm now using one crutch rather than two to go places. This included a subway ride and a trip to lower Manhattan yesterday. My physical therapist might move me to a cane next week. Outside of rehab, things were smooth until 8 days ago, when I got sick, in spite of the chemo cycle not destroying my immune system. Make it now 3 of the first 5 cycles where I've come down with an illness of some kind. Minor each time, but still a nuisance. This time, I was nauseous and able to eat very little for most of the day, and slept most of the time from late afternoon until the next morning. Then I had a bout of diarrhea that lasted into the following morning. Was it the illness or the irinotecan? I don't think I'll have an answer, but per procedure while in an irinotecan cycle, I came into the clinic, where I received IV fluids. Thankfully, the diarrhea resolved while I was there.

Hopefully cycle 6 is not too hard on me; I'm hoping to actually get out of New York a couple of times during my recovery period. Haven't left since the day I got here, and while New York is a big city with a lot going on, my world has still felt very small since I began treatment. The subway ride felt great; I'm sure travel outside of New York will too. My ability to travel will all depend on my immune system bouncing back in a timely manner after it takes a hit from the chemo drugs, so I hope that happens!