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September 2021

Cactus’ are getting smaller

I started my radiation treatments on my lungs today. The process itself is very simple, I just lay there for an hour while the machine rotates around me. The nice thing about this treatment though is that the side effects should be much milder.

Bowel movements are still painful, but not nearly as bad as the past few weeks. The cactus coming out seems smaller, and the pain goes away much faster. The fatigue is still a major factor though. I’m sleeping most of the day and not getting anything done around the house really. I haven’t been to work in over a month now, and probably won’t be back for another couple of weeks.

The scans have been scheduled for next month, and so have the appointments with my oncologists to go over them. The last doctor we see will be the surgeon, so will hopefully have an idea when surgery will take place by the end of next month.

The closer I get to surgery, the more apprehensive I get about it. Having a permanent colostomy bag will be a big lifestyle change. And other than the surgery I had to put my chemo port in, and the colonoscopy right before, I’ve never really had any surgeries.

But, new days are ahead. God has put me on this path for a reason, I’m trusting he will show me one day. It’s been quite rough on the family though. Not only am I stressed, but so is my wife and daughter. My wife especially is feeling overwhelmed. She has to go to work still along with taking care of me. She’s run down, overworked, and stressed out beyond belief. Please pray for her.

Birthing a Cactus

Today was my last day of radiation directed at my groin and the tumor that has been growing there. YAY!

Unfortunately they tell me the next two weeks will be the worst in terms of pain. Ugh!

For the last week and a half every bowel movement feels like a cactus coming out. And since I don’t feel like I have the sphincter control I once did, every urination has me sitting down to defecate as well. Birthing a cactus ten to twelve times a day really sucks.

But, one more part of this horrible journey is done. Next is radiation to my lungs. Mapping is Thursday, but I don’t know exactly when the treatments will start exactly.

One step at a time. It’s the only way to complete this journey. Oh, and cancer sucks donkey schlong!

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