Today I had my fourth chemo infusion. This time, Avastin was excluded. This is not good news because Avastin is the key drug that everyone has their money on as being the most effective at fighting my tumor.
Below the Belt
So the abdominal pain I blogged about previously is cleared up. Drain tube is removed. No more pain. Doctors are not clear whether I still have an appendix or whether it perforated/ruptured three weeks ago.
An MRI to see if this chemo regimen has been effective will be done in two weeks. Then we’re off to Duke to discuss options. Here’s a quick review of modern-medicine best-of-class tactics tried so far.
- Temodar — FAIL
- ICT-107 trial — FAIL
- Novocure — FAIL
- Avastin — FAIL
Shit, all the good choices are gone. Avastin MAY be reconsidered in the future. There are more clinical trials; more alternatives; MORE HOPE. I’m not concerned. At least, I don’t consciously think I’m concerned. I notice that I began erasing myself from LinkedIn — leaving Groups that are no longer relevant to me. I’m almost done creating succession plans for my freelance web and design clients. I’m not doing this because I think the end is near. Maybe I just don’t want to go back to that life or career. I have options for that when the time comes.
How am I Feeling?
Despite some bleak news above, I still feel physically, mentally and emotionally strong. The weather is fantastic. I’m dying to take my motorcycle out for a spin. The only thing stopping me is my own caution. No sense risking overdoing anything right now.
I was hyper-aware of motorcycles today though. On a walk today a bike passed by and I noticed how good it sounded as it’s deep rumble faded down the road. Same walk, I saw a young girl riding a Honda 50 that resembled the one I rode when I was 13. I vowed to revive my ’82 Shovelhead and do some Fall riding.
As much as I love cooking, I’ve noticed a decreased interest lately. Months ago a neighbor volunteered to sign us up for Food Train — a means for friends and neighbors to volunteer to drop-off a meal or some food. So I finally gave in. Here is a link for anyone interested in participating.
Hi Ken – hang in their buddy. Your 40 cycle photo rocks and your “ride all winter long” spirit is something I’ve always admired. We’re thinking of you guys and it was really nice to see you both in Alabama.
Uhm gotta say that the device young Ken is riding looks to have four wheels…therefore not sure if qualifies as motor ‘cycle.’
Yeah, I had to start off on four wheels, but the feeling and spirit were there.
I laughed so hard I cried, I love the photo shop image and comments. Can’t wait to see you and tina again, you keep me laughing and happy!
My prayers continue, brother.
Duke! Are y’all driving or flying?
I wish you would teach me PhotoShop! LOL I would just be happy to watch a master at work.
Keep your drive alive!
I hope you beat your cancer, you deserve to. Your clarity and balance through your ordeal has amazed me. My thoughts are with you.
Your superimposed photo is beautiful. Your hour was not wasted. You do not appear to be the sort of person who waste time! I understand, however. When we become TRULLY aware of our own personal mortality, every minute counts and it becomes so difficult to prioritize our few remaining days, hours, or minutes. The good news: only
people who love life have this dilemma.
Love the picture brother!! Keep fighting! Thinking of you every day. Get out on the bike when you can safely.