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| As of now, nearly all the pieces of my treatment program have fallen into place. I’ve managed to move the bulk of my treatment over to Marin, saving me the trouble of having to drive to San Francisco every day. The UCSF team has recommended a six-week course of radiation therapy which will be administered at Marin General Hospital, with its great view of Mt. Tam. This will be supplemented at the same time with a new form of chemo, an oral medicine called Temodar. It is supposedly much easier to tolerate than the older forms of chemo, with their nasty catheters and stuff. I can take it at night and sleep the worst part of it off. The thinking is that there is a synergistic value to doing the radiation and chemo together, and they told me "as a young man, you will be able to tolerate it." ("tolerate" being medical jargon for "it won’t kill you") I guess they sort of flattered me into it. I also met with Michael Broffman of the Pine Street Clinic in nearby San Anselmo. His thing is to provide the body with nutritional supplements that help it deal with the rigors of treatment. He’s going to set me up with all sorts of Chinese medicine, which could include acupuncture, herbal supplements and other resources, such as Chi Gung practitioners. I met with my Marin neuro-oncologist (it’s taking a lot of people to help me with this) a lovely, articulate and intelligent woman who appears to be from India (despite her obvious education, she can be hard to understand at times) I feel really good about her; she’ll be supervising my treatment and medications, and she’s now an integral part of our team. Next Monday I meet with my radiologist to begin that process. I’m to expect a couple of days of set-up and preliminaries, and to have them point the machine at me starting Wednesday. I’m feeling pretty good...been putting some miles on the treadmill with some fast walking...and haven’t had any real problems except a couple of mild seizures, and the biggest problem with them is that if I’m not imitating Joe Cocker at the time, they look really stupid. So now I’m entering the uphill part of the journey. As a runner and a biker, I’ve always liked hills...they always posed a worthy challenge, and if I had to get off and walk, well, so be it. I knew I’d get to the top of the hill eventually, and then it would be downhill. This, too, will have a downhill, and it’s my mission to get to it. Peace and love, Dan (written by Ellen) 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 15 16 17 18 19 20 21 22 23 24 25 26 27 28 29 30 31 32 33 34 35 HOME |
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