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A Pause to be Grateful

18 Thursday Dec 2014

Posted by koehlerjoni in Medical Specialists, Medicine, Prostate Cancer, Radiation Therapy

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At three thirty this afternoon, my wonderful husband Brian will take his last radiation treatment.  Some of you know that he has had prostate cancer, and that we’ve been working with doctors for the last eighteen months to enact a permanent cure.  I’m super busy today, but I just wanted to take a moment to express my thanks to the following people.

To the nurse at Christus Santa Rosa Westover Hills who made a bed for me in the hospital room at five o’clock in the morning after we’d spent the night in the emergency room to address the septic infection that resulted from the prostate biopsy.  I don’t know what your name is, but I hope the universe blesses you for your act of kindness to my weary soul.

Brian’s family physician, Dr. Lloyd Van Winkle, who consistently checked Brian’s PSA levels and referred him to specialists at the right time, but also knew when to intervene when Brian developed post-surgical Deep Vein Thrombosis.  His wisdom in this incident is especially appreciated.

For the insightful and wise advice of doctors from the San Antonio Urology Practice, with special thanks to Dr. Michael White, who performed the miraculous robotic surgery to remove the prostate gland. These doctors sit behind a screen and literally travel hundredths of an inch with the movement of their fingers.  In an area that is full of nerves and valves, a hundredth of an inch can make a real difference in a patient’s life.

Finally, to the doctors at the START center, who have made the discovery of left over cancer cells bearable for us through their willingness to give us their time and expertise.

Dr. Louis Rodriguez, our oncologist, spent a great deal of time talking with us about our options for treatment late on a Monday afternoon when he could have been home with his family.  After that visit, we started to feel a peace about pursuing radiation therapy.

Meeting our radiation therapist, Dr. Ardow Ameduri, was such a pleasure.  He took a great deal of time to explain what the radiation therapy would entail.  He even drew us pictures of the area so that we’d know exactly what the treatment would be like.  I sat in that appointment with a lump in my throat, and tears were dangerously close to the surface as the reality of more treatment sank in, but Dr. Ameduri’s calm and friendly demeanor settled my nerves.  At the end of the appointment, he provided us with his email address and his cell phone number.  Brian emailed him some additional questions after the appointment, which he answered promptly and with a level of technicality that satisfied my engineer husband’s needs. I don’t need to tell you how special and unusual that level of care and attention is in the medical profession.

None of us knows what the future holds.  Before we made this journey, I was familiar with the saying, but I now know it deep down in my bones.  Each day is a gift; and as we mark this milestone I want to publicly acknowledge my gratitude for another day with my wonderful husband, my family, and my friends.  I want to say to all of you that I’m thankful for everything God has given me.   I hope you have a blessed and peaceful holiday season.

Joni Koehler

p.s. Have your PSA checked.  I know it’s sort of a sensitive subject, but early detection and intervention have the best outcomes. Don’t assume that it’s just an old man’s disease.  Have regular checks, and women, the same message goes out to you.  Get those mammograms up to date!

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Daily Discomfort: Living with the Ists

22 Wednesday Oct 2014

Posted by koehlerjoni in Essay, Social Commentary

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The only thing that makes me more uncomfortable than dealing with Cancer is writing about dealing with Cancer.  However, I promised myself that I wouldn’t have a blog that blinked.  I’ve put this subject off for two months now, and I have a lot to say.  So for the next four weeks, I’ll write about some of the experiences our family has had while navigating this foreign landscape.

I’ve taken to calling my life partner Super Husband on this blog, and I am not being ironic.  He’s the most supportive, loving, respectful, trustworthy, and helpful person I’ve ever met.   So when he was diagnosed with Prostate Cancer eighteen months ago, I was blown back.  This moment changed my perspective about work, happiness, security, and faith.   It changed the way I spend my time, the way I think, and my role in the relationship.  And when you are a caregiver to a person who is sick, one of the first things you begin to learn about is the Ists, the medical specialists who become an important part of the patient’s life.   And life in Ist-ville can be a bumpy experience for first timers like my husband and me.

The Urologists came first.  The original Urologist did a prostate biopsy, which resulted in septic infection and a four day hospital stay.  A second Urologist signed SH’s release from that stay and informed him of his cancer diagnosis.  A third Urologist performed a radical prostatectomy with a robotic device.

Deep Vein Thrombosis, or a blood clot, brought us into contact with the Hematologist.  We met this doctor for the first time during the third visit to a third hospital in three months.

The Oncologist and the Radiation Therapist are our newest Ists.  Nine months after the surgery, when the PSA (Prostate Specific Antigen) level started to rise, we decided to seek these two out for some advice on how to proceed.  So we’ve met, taken advice from, gotten treatment from, and listened to the opinions of six different medical specialists in the last eighteen months.

It’s easy to see how this could get to be a problem.  Except for the cancer, which hasn’t made him feel bad, my husband is in good health.  He’s relatively young. And even though he has had two major, life-threatening complications, things could be worse.

How would it feel to keep all of these doctors and their advice straight if I were 84 instead of 54?  What if one of us had dementia?  Poor hearing?  What if there were other complications like diabetes?  The speed with which the Ists could accumulate would be mind boggling.  Even if each specialist gives you the exact same opinion and advice about how to proceed with your medical case – and they don’t- it’s difficult just to put names and faces together.

For the most part, our Ists are calm and professional.  They have patiently answered our questions and indulged our attempts to learn more about the disease and treatments. But there have been times, especially when we were in the hospital, that I could see the Ist looking toward the door with longing, just wanting to tell us what happens next and get out of the room as fast as possible. These are the times when I have to channel the Dog Whisperer and summon my calm, assertive energy.  As my daughter stated in a recent conversation, “You just have to keep them there as long as you can and get as many answers as you can.”

One of the things I have learned from living amidst the Ists is to pay close attention to conversations with doctors.  After the visit, I always make an effort to ask Super H what he heard.  I write things down.  I take pictures of the board that has the nurse’s name and the date.  Communication is very important because emotions are high, and expectations for the visit may be different for everyone involved.  Clarity can save time and enable good decisions about treatment.

Another thing I didn’t do at the beginning of this journey that I do now is to stay.  If SH is in the doctor’s office or hospital, I don’t leave until he has seen all of his Ists.  This isn’t easy because sometimes Docs show up in the hospital after the normal day has ended.  Patients are in the hospital because they are sick, and the things they hear while lying in a bed may not be remembered after a long, drug induced sleep.  At 8 p.m., I feel like dropping the strong façade, but I don’t.  I can’t.  I won’t.  This temporary discomfort is paid back in full when my husband and I are able to make calm, rational judgments about his care.

I have no wish to bash doctors, and can empathize with the growing pressures they face in modern medical practices.  Sandeep Jauhar explicates some of these dilemmas in Doctored: The Disillusionment of an American Physician.    Here’s a link to an excellent review of that book.  http://www.npr.org/blogs/health/2014/08/19/341632184/cardiologist-speaks-from-the-heart-about-americas-medical-system

The medical profession is taking steps to address the Ist lists.  At least one of the hospitals we visited in the summer of 2013 assigned a patient advocate who oversaw the whole case.  I’ll write more about this particular hospital in the coming weeks, because one of the enduring take aways from this whole experience is the good in the world.  All along this journey, we’ve been treated with kindness, patience, and care that we may not have even known we needed.  My Super Husband has his first radiation treatment today.  We live in hope that his Cancer will be eradicated, and we are grateful for the Ists that have made a cure from this disease possible.

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