A sister is a gift to the heart,
a friend to the spirit,
a golden thread to the meaning of life.
Saw the oncologist and we went back over the cancer markers while I was having Abraxane chemotherapy back in January and February. The results were actually not too bad with a steady drop in marker. The marker didn't go up till I got to Germany and tested it about 20th April when I had been off the Abraxane
for about a month. So the new plan is to restart Abraxane at a lower dose (as I got very sick after six infusions when I had it before) as well as Xeloda which is a twice daily tablet of chemotherapy. Apparently cancer cells convert it to 5FU. Have had three tablets so far and have been ok until about an hour ago when I started feeling nauseous and a bit weird in the head and chest. Hopefully my body will adjust as it is supposedly not a high dose. Meantime keeping a close eye on response. This time weekly instead of monthly, which I am much more comfortable with. I don't want to wait a month to find treatment is not working and have even more tumour progression.When I had liver tumours in 2009 I had trans arterial chemo embolization of the liver. Three treatments with Dr Vogl in Frankfurt got rid of all 4 tumours. This treatment now appears to be available in Sydney so I will be exploring that option. Basically what is done is a catheter is passed via the femoral artery in the groin to the tumour in the liver. A small amount of chemo drug is injected directly into the tumour area and a small plug is placed in the blood vessel to keep the tumour bathed in the drug. The plug dissolves over time and the chemo is distributed through the body and eliminated. The beauty of this is that only a small amount of drug is required and when the plug dissolves the body is easily able to cope with this small amount and eliminate it. The longest part of the procedure is lying flat and still while the femoral artery closes up, takes about 4 hours.
The second day we found a most beautiful lunch spot at the bottom of a small sandstone cliff and lava fields on the other side. There was even a ruin of an Indian cliff dwelling. The second and third nights camp spot was in a designated camp area with pit toilets but no power or water on tap. We were beside a lovely little flowing creek and multi-layered and coloured cliffs surrounding us. We had all our meals outside, just lovely to enjoy the fresh air, nature and each others company. One night it was quite cold. Because of the drought there was a fire ban on wood and charcoal fires but we had a pit fire that was fueled by gas so no danger of embers flying off. It worked out really well, very cosy and just like an really good log fire. We left the caravan there and went to Santa Fe with a lovely lunch stop just outside Santa Fe at an Mexican style cafe with a lovely big open but shaded verandah. Dogs were allowed so there were lots of those including my sister's dog Roxy who had come along on the trip.
Quite a few camp spots were closed due to bear attacks. The drought had reduced their food source and they were checking out the campers for a bite (literally in some cases). These were black bears, a bit small than the Grizzly so I don't think anyone actually got killed. One campsite also warned of Mountain Lions. We were very glad we were in a caravan and not a tent.
We also did a weekend trip up to Flagstaff, also much cooler than around Phoenix. We stayed in an lovely old hotel in the center of town where there were lovely shops and cafes. A friend of my sister was participating in a two day horse eventing competition. It was really fun to watch the horses racing through the open pine forest and taking the log jumps. Very exciting.
The cancer may have progressed while I was having a holiday but I have no regrets it was absolutely wonderful and nourishment for the soul.
Living and thriving
Linda