Just two weeks ago, my husband was admitted to the hospital. He was dehydrated, had no energy, no appetite, a great deal of pain in his chest and stomach. He had lost 20 lbs in less than one month. His liver enzymes were very high,alarming the oncologist as he suspected that the cancer had spread to his liver The team pulled me aside to try and prepare me for the worse possible scenario and even indicated to me that if it had spread to the liver he would "probably" only have about 3 months left. (we have since learned that the reason for that timing was that he was rapidly deteriorating from the weight loss, fatigue and pain and further chemo would probably not be an option). Last night we went out for dinner to one of our favorite Mexican restaurants; our first night out in months. He ate like there was no tomorrow. He feels wonderful...better than he has in almost a year.
The cancer did not spread to his liver, he had an allergic reaction to an antibiotic he was taking and the chemo cocktail mixed with this antibiotic was literally killing him. He has been off of his chemo for three weeks now and food is tasting good again, he has a wonderful appetite and is getting stronger everyday. He still has pain in his rib/chest area, but he says it is manageable. We'll go May 20th for the whole round of scans and his MRI, but regardless of what turns up, he has decided that he doesn't want to feel that poorly again and if chemo is doing that, then he is finished with chemo(I won't hold him to that). For now, we are enjoying life and planning one crazy, over-the-top pool party for Memorial Day 2005 and we cannot believe how far we have come, how much we have learned, or how much we could love as we have in this past year. Thank you ALL for all your help in getting us thru this first year.
Love,