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A hard knock life without David

02 Thursday Oct 2014

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Life without David is hard. Very hard, yes we are functioning but it is difficult and it sucks.

It sucks that my daughters have to grow up without their Dad.

It sucks that my daughters have to cry about missing their Dad’s permanent absence.

It sucks that my younger daughter keeps asking for her Dad and he cannot come to her and I cannot console her.

It sucks to hear your child say “my Daddy died”.

It sucks to hear my younger daughter tell me “I want to run away to my Daddy’s house”.

It sucks that I cannot answer that why questions my older daughter wants to know.

  • Why did Daddy have to get sick?
  • Why did he have to die?
  • Why did other Dads get sick and not die?
  • Why will I never get to see him again?

It sucks that my daughter no longer has her Dad to share her dreams with and to share their “secrets”.

It sucks that we have to live without David. It sucks so badly that you are gone.

Cancer sucks!

She is angry

17 Wednesday Sep 2014

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For the first time my older daughter expressed her grief by saying she is angry. I wrote in the past about being angry.  I am still so angry, in fact I am angrier.

My daughter is angry that her Dad got sick. She is angry that he did not get better.

She is angry that this had to happen to her Daddy. She is angry that he died. She is angry at the person that let this happen.

She is angry because everyone else in her class has their Dad. She is angry that other Dads get better when they are sick.

She is angry because there is nothing she wants more than her Dad. She is angry because he was the best Dad in the world and her friends never got to know him.

She is angry that she is never going to see her Daddy again. She is ANGRY.

Truthfully, I am angry for the same reasons. I am angry at things, I am angry at people, I am angry at the world, I am angry at the business of cancer.

We are ANGRY. While we do not go around with this disposition in our day to day interactions, it is an emotion that we have to manage often.  Anger due to the loss of David – my cherished husband and the best father to his two amazing daughters.

This cancer beast must be stopped

29 Tuesday Jul 2014

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bladder cancer, cancer beast, cancer research, cancer sucks, conquer the cancer beast

I am shocked by how many people and families are affected by cancer. As I talk more freely about David’s battle with cancer and our struggle, I have gotten to know many others that have been affected with cancer. Some have/had cancer, have a loved one with cancer, or lost a family member to this beast.

This beast has interrupted or destroyed so many lives. The faces of people affected are vast, it does not discern age, race, gender, or ethnicity. There are so many conflicting messages on what causes various types of cancer, what causes one form may be said to prevent another. It seems like a guessing game. It speaks to the fact that there is so much unknown about cancer.

Granted some progress have been made in fighting some forms of cancer but clearly we are still so far behind in the fight against this beast. Some of the cancers that have been well funded and research such as breast cancer still continues to take one too many lives. And there are so many other types of cancers lacking considerably in research and progress such as bladder cancer. For bladder cancer, one of the standard chemo has been available for over two decades and has dismal effectiveness especially when the cancer is more advanced.

Why is the dismal prognosis status-quo for many patients with advanced cancer while most routine medical check-ups do not allow for early diagnosis of many cancers? What can be done to better detect more cancers earlier? What can be done to better understand the cause of cancer?

David was good about going to the Doctor. He had his routine medical exams and made periodic trips to the doctors whenever he did not feel good. His primary care doctor knew him well as did his Urologist. So with all the frequent visits and periodic complaints about discomfort in his bladder, how come bladder cancer was not ruled out earlier? Why were they so quick to assume he had UTI and frequently prescribed antibiotics? Even if it was UTI, at what point would it have made sense to try to better understand the cause of the reoccurring UTIs rather than just treating the symptoms? How did a Urologist fail to recognize some of the hallmark symptoms of bladder cancer?

In my irrational state of grief and also despair during David’s illness, I have wondered if the prefer approach for handling cancer is to manage the disease rather than curing it. People have become accustomed to words like remission – a word that clearly does not reflect a cure but in my view may add to the anticipation that the beast may return.

Let’s kill the cancer beast! We are an intelligent generation, the progress in science and technology in the last century has been remarkable. There have been so much progress in treating and curing diseases that devastated lives centuries and even decades ago. Cancer will not be an exception.  We need better treatment with better results, not months improvement in survival, not years, we need a cure. We need medications that do not cause worse symptoms than the disease.

I write without a solution but with great hope that it can be done. I am optimistic for our generation and I am more optimistic for my children’s generation. No cancer death should be in vain…..let’s conquer this beast.

Regrets

21 Saturday Jun 2014

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cancer sucks, David, grief, Missing you, regrets

I regret so many things. Many I cannot let go off and others I have tried to make myself forget. The song “if I could turn back time” by Cher keeps coming to my head.  If only I could turn back time, I would try to change the things within my control.

I regret fighting often with David, particularly when we were younger and I felt more invincible.

I regret that I waited so long to come to terms that his untimely death was approaching. I think if I had accepted sooner, we may have done some things differently – not sure what, but perhaps I would have encouraged him to write letters for his daughters or even make videos for them.

I regret not insisting that David took pictures with his daughters on their birthdays last year.

I regret not taking a family portrait last year.

I regret that cancer exist and we have not figured how to prevent it or cure it.

I regret that cancer has made me even more paranoid about my wellness.

Most of all, I regret that David had cancer. This changed everything in our lives.

Despite all the regrets, I am forever grateful to David for sharing this journey in life with me, even with our challenges and struggles, life with David was beautiful.

Breaking the silence – our experience at Memorial Sloan Kettering

18 Sunday May 2014

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Driving into NYC for the first time ever – on the way to Memorial Sloan Ketting

When the news of the diagnosis was received, we knew that we needed to proceed with the appropriate treatment without delay. While we did not fully understand the extend of the disease until after the surgery, we still believed that we were taking the most appropriate steps to cure the cancer.

We did not start at Memorial Sloan Kettering, we started with a local Urologist. Following the initial pathology and based on the recommendation of the Urologist, we agreed to proceed with a partial cystectomy (partial removal of bladder) instead of a radical cystectomy (complete removal of bladder). The doctor was reassuring of the prognosis and the pathology suggested that the profile of the tumor was consistent with cases when a partial cystectomy may be appropriate. Time was also of essence, so while we considered going to NYC for a second opinion, we knew that would delay the treatment. We needed treatment to start promptly without additional delays that may have allowed further spread of the cancer.

The decision to go to Sloan Kettering was prompted by the reoccurrence of the cancer, it reoccured less than six months after he completed a very aggressive chemotherapy treatment with MVAC. I recall that night, David was admitted to the hospital and I wept continuously. He shared the room with another man, a diabetic patient that was loud, obnoxious, and inconsiderate to everyone around him. He must have thought he was in a five star resort based on some of his request to the hospital staff.  Listening to him whine about such minute things was maddened as we faced a very aggressive cancer that had progressed significantly. It was that night that I decided that we are going to an institution where everyone was dealing with similar health issues (this not does undermine the severity of diabetes) but rather the need to be in a hospital that specialized in cancer knowing that we could be facing a life or death situation.

Our Oncologist was very supportive of the decision, he worked at Sloan Kettering previously. However, getting an appointment at Sloan Kettering was not an easy process. The waiting time to see the desired Oncologist was about 6 to 8 weeks. Our Oncologist was also very familiar with the Oncologist and tried to facilitate the appointment. Time was of essence, we were relentless, we could not wait that long. I called several times to check on cancellations. One day I was so overwhelmed and I called crying and practically begging for an earlier appointment. Later that evening, we got the call and had our first appointment the next morning.

It was a horrible appointment, I still resent the Fellow we talked to before the Oncologist. He left David feeling very defeated. He was arrogant. He said we will have done things differently at Sloan if we had come earlier…REALLY. He said the disease was not treatable. We eventually saw the Oncologist, while his tone was better, the overall message was still not optimistic. He had already talked to our local Oncologist about the next course of treatment and recommended that we stay local considering that it involved radiation treatment 5 days a week for 6 weeks.

At the conclusion of the radiation and chemotherapy (carboplatin and Taxol) we transferred treatment to Sloan Kettering, the Urologist reviewed his records, scans, examined inside the bladder and confirmed that the surgery would be feasible, we were overjoyed. At the pre-surgical consultation, he changed his mind – no good reason other than he reviewed the CT scans. So the surgery we were hoping for to remove the cancer was no longer possible – we were devastated.

Although surgery was no longer an option, one of the benefits of staying at Sloan Kettering became their pain management expertise. In 2013, the pain started becoming more debilitating and this is where I believe Sloan Kettering did the best job. After trying a series of oral pain medicine, the most effective pain control was the intrathecal pump, an internalized reservoir that administered significantly lower doses of medication and provided better pain control.  We were reluctant to have it in at first but we were relieved after it was done because it afforded David a better quality of life.

Additionally, going to Sloan Kettering simplified managing the disease. All the Specialists we needed (we saw a lot) were in one place and the staff coordinated the appointments. We could fill prescriptions easily when onsite, and they were generous with providing medical supplies that we needed at home.

One drawback of going to Sloan Kettering was the commute. On average, it took 1.5 to 2 hours each way and sometimes we went there 3 to 4 times a week. I did the driving, this was truly shocking because I never thought I could drive in NYC. It was not long before I became an angry city driver at times as I hustled with the cab drivers and other NYC drivers. The biggest issue with the commute was that the drive compounded any pain or discomfort David was experiencing. Lastly, whenever he had an emergency, since we could not get to Sloan Kettering in a hurry, we had to resort to the local ER.

I found Sloan Kettering to be an efficient, well managed hospital, however, the downside was that at times there was a lack of compassion from some of the doctors and some were blatantly arrogant. Contrary to the nurses who also seems so compassionate.  Also, each time we saw a new Doctor, they made us repeat everything in David’s medical history even though they were readily available in their system. Perhaps it was done to be diligent but for us, it was strenuous because recounting his medical history was a painful reminder of all the disappointments as the disease progressed.

The lack of compassion was further confirmed following David’s death. After managing his care and considering the frequency of interactions and visits, I would have thought the office of his lead Oncologist would have sent a card or a note to express condolences but this never happened.

We do not regret our decision to move to Sloan Kettering and I do not regret the decision to start with an Oncologist that did not work at Sloan. The only decision I have question several times in the past was whether the initial surgery was the right approach. I sometimes wondered if the outcome would have differed if the bladder was completely removed instead of the partial removal. However, considering that we later learned that at the time of surgery that the cancer had spread to the lymph nodes, I believe it is very unlikely that a complete removal would have changed the progression since the cancer had already spread behind the bladder at time of diagnosis.

Overall, I expected that going to Sloan Kettering would allow us access to any treatment option that may be available including those that are still being investigated. When we knew we could not remove the tumor, our hope was to find a treatment to keep the tumor at bay long enough until a cure could be developed in the future. Sadly, although bladder cancer is the 7th leading cause of cancer in this US, awareness and research seems significantly low. One of the standard first-line treatment is MVAC and it has been around for almost 20 years and there has been little improvements with the few other treatments options available.

This is one of several posts that details our experience with bladder cancer. A concise summary of the overall experience can be found in the blog post titled “breaking the silence”.

Breaking the silence – the waiting

17 Thursday Apr 2014

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This disease impacted our lives so much over the last 3.5 years. We were in a constant waiting mode. Waiting to schedule appointments, waiting to see Doctors, waiting in the ERs, waiting for procedures, tests results, new medication, CT scans results, MRI results. Waiting to see if the treatments were working.

Well, F you bladder cancer we are liberated from waiting. We no longer have to anxiously wait for a call from Sloan Kettering, have our hearts skip a beat when we see that dreaded number. We no longer have to wait indefinitely for the results of a CT scan, we no longer have to wait for a doctor to return a call on how to manage any symptom or pain that David was experiencing, we no longer have to wait only to hear a doctor say in the most nonchalant manner “sorry I cannot help you”. We are free from waiting for senseless information.

Whenever David had a CT scan, he preferred that they do not call until Monday so that he could enjoy his weekend.  I learned to adopt this approach also. However, at the start of the new week, in most cases, I still had to call the office for the results. At the beginning, we used to go into the office for the results but as time progressed they told us over the phone. The wait in the office was even more painful and could take up to two hours.

The waiting was so destructive and it was torture. Our experience showed me that many doctors and their staff are completely disconnected from the mental anguish families go through. They seems to refuse to understand the level of anxiety patients went through, perhaps it is because we sit patiently in their waiting rooms with a calm disposition. I recall one day as we waited on pins and needles, eventually, we got called to the back and we were asked to complete a survey for “research” purposes.  I was completed irritated as I told the youthful researcher that while I appreciate the need to support research and science, my priority at that instance was the result of David’s CT scan. She was apologetic and I told her that I can complete the survey after we received the results – also depending on the result.

We learned a lesson about patience in a way that is completely unnecessary. It was pretending to be patient while our minds ran wild and our ability to eat or drink halted. Why bring patients in just to wait for hours? Why sit on results for so long while patients are glued to their phone anxiously awaiting the call? Why does it seems that the doctors calls after-hours just as we stepped away from the phone and became unreachable until the next business day and leaving us in anticipation for at least another day?

There is some relief knowing that we are no longer at the mercy of the disease progression, the inadequate treatments or the unavailable doctors. However, it does not take away from the pain of losing you. We will have waited patiently until we found a cure.

This is one of several posts that details our experience with bladder cancer. A concise summary of the overall experience can be found in the blog post titled “breaking the silence”.

 

Why is your name on a tombstone?

08 Tuesday Apr 2014

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Yesterday was the first time I saw a picture of David’s name on his tombstone. It was in the ground above his final resting place. And yesterday was the first time I really lost it crying, an uncontrollable and violent cry, a screaming and wailing cry.  I cried until it hurt and I still could not stop, even when I finally stopped, the tears were still streaming down my face.

I was MAD. Mad because the world seems so unfair, mad at the disease, mad that we did not get a MIRACLE, mad at the  lack of progress in cancer research in making better progress at preventing or curing cancer, a disease that has devasted so many lives.

The picture with David’s name on a tombstone struck a cord so deep. The grass had not fully covered the area, making it clear that it was dug out, David’s body was laid there and the dirty was placed back over. It made the death of David real, it is real, David is gone, his full name is on a tombstone with an end date.

I was MAD, I am MAD. How can you David be lying below ground buried? How can your name be on a tombstone?  This should not have been our destiny yet. It was cut too short, it is OVER, you are never walking through the doors again. Why was our story cut so short? You had the zeal and energy for life, you wanted to live, you needed to live, I needed you to live. We all did.

This is the hardest I have cried because it is confirmation that even though I want to feel that you are home, you are not, you are gone. The picture of the tombstone confirms it.  As my Sister helped console me, I finally remembered that it was Monday and Mondays always seem to be my worse days and through my tears I was able to joke about the fact.

My evening ended putting the girls in bed, they were so full of energy and so happy to see me. They reminded me of the joy of life and where my happiness resides as they hugged and kissed me until the fell asleep.

 

Breaking the silence – the medications

27 Thursday Mar 2014

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Some of the medication David too over the last year

Some of the medication David took over the last year

I recall David used to say that the medications were sometimes worse than the disease. It seemed that for every medicine he had for the disease, he had another prescription to combat the side effect for the medication.

There was a medication that caused drowsiness so he had another one to prevent the drowsiness. Another medication caused diarrhea, so another one was prescribed to combat the diarrhea and that caused constipation then he had to take another medication to relief the constipation. This was a vicious cycle, there never seemed to be a right balance.

I was frequently at the pharmacy picking up medications.  I recall going there one Saturday afternoon, at the technician did not even bother asking for name or date of birth. She knew exactly who I was and rang up the prescription. I thanked her, for her it was a reflection of her efficiency and for me it was saddening because I was now a regular at the local pharmacy, a reflection of David’s state of health.

I read the drug information for many of David’s drug in order to know what to anticipate especially regarding the side effects. For the oncology drugs, my curiosity led me to review effectiveness of these drugs.  What was saddening is that many of the drugs showed very limited survival benefits as little as 2 to 10 months.  For me there was nothing encouraging about this, after all we were looking for a cure, not a few extra months. Since a cure was not to be found, I can now say that if the drugs contributed to any extra days, I am grateful for this. While the end stages were very hard, I valued every single day David was alive.

This is one of several posts that details our experience with bladder cancer. A concise summary of the overall experience can be found in the blog post titled “breaking the silence”.

 

Breaking the silence – the bed

19 Wednesday Mar 2014

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I initially titled this post as “the death bed” but it was too hard for me look at that glaring title as the headline.  However, it truly reflected how I felt about this particular bed, the morbidity of what was ahead.

After David came home from the hospital in November, I requested a hospital bed because I knew it would be more comfortable for him. Once it arrived, I hated it immediately. I knew it will be the “death bed”. David looked so comfortable on the bed and that was the only consolation. He spent most of the time on the bed. The bed irked me, I often wondered how many others had experience a similar fate on the bed. I hated the bed. I was ungrateful to those that brought it into our home. It was a painful reminder of the brutality of the disease progression.

The day David died, my first request was to remove the bed immediately. I wanted it to be out the house before our daughters came home from school. In fact, I wanted everything related to his illness to be removed. They reminded me too much of how much the disease had taken from us.

To the credit of the visiting nurse staff, they ensured that items and medical supply related to the illness was removed within 2 hours. Our home was restored to what it should have been. It would have looked normal but how can it be, it was not because the light of our home was also gone. David’s body had been moved to a funeral home.

When they came to take David, I played a song that we (mostly me) listened to frequently after he was admitted to hospice and gave him a goodbye kiss. It was indeed goodbye since we never used to say goodbye, David never liked the word because it was too final but sadly that was goodbye and it was the last time I saw him.

I never looked at his body again because for me, I knew it will bring more pain.  I wanted to remember David as he should be, not laying motionless in a coffin, not dead but with his usual energy and enthusiasm. I doubt that I will ever regret the decision not to see his body again. I recall seeing my Dad in his coffin and it caused me more pain and trauma for many years.

This is one of several posts that details our experience with bladder cancer. A concise summary of the overall experience can be found in the blog post titled “breaking the silence”.

Breaking the silence – Hospice care

08 Saturday Mar 2014

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The transition to hospice care changed everything since hospice care is essentially aimed at providing comfort and support until the imminent death NOT providing treatment to prevent death. It was the beginning of the end.

The day David began hospice care was the first time we talked about dying and it was the last time. We cried a lot and abruptly ended the conversation. David’s desire was to stay home and this was my desire as well. My Mom staying with us also made this possible, knowing that he was getting the best care and love. I continued to work, continued to maintain a normal routine for the girls. Unless you were in our house, nobody knew the extent of what we were dealing with.

The move to hospice made me angrier. The grieving began, I cried often when I thought I could not be seen or heard.  I became more open with my daughter letting her know Daddy was not going to get better as we were all hoping.

I found it hard to be grateful to any of the staff from the hospice care team.  The end goal of hospice was contrary to my heart’s desire. I was angry each time I saw them for sure they have the wrong house.  In my view, they brought their dirty feet into our home, I wondered what house they were coming from, bringing the germs and illness of a truly sick person’s house into our home.  They just did not belong in our house.  I tried to ensure that I was out of the house before they arrived and returned after the left.

My emotions in no way reflect the good work of hospice staff. They were understanding, did everything to ensure David was comfortable, responded to any need with prompt attention. At the end, they were there with sincere sympathy and support to try to ease the pain of dealing with David’s passing.

This is one of several posts that details our experience with bladder cancer. A concise summary of the overall experience can be found in the blog post titled “breaking the silence”.

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