Journal 8/17/14
Aug. 17th, 2014 03:43 pm
Leah Ruth Gadzikowski qtrhorserider passed away this morning at the age of 56.
Leah Ruth Gadzikowski qtrhorserider passed away this morning at the age of 56.
You may know Thursday night I tweeted:
Friday afternoon in my wife’s hospital room we were visited by the doctor who’s the director of palliative services for the healthcare system our doctors and hospital are part of. A month ago when she was in the hospital, a couple of reps from that department visited us and suggested it was time to start preparing for when she needed to go into skilled care permanently and switch away from aggressive cancer treatment to keeping her comfortable for the end of her time. The director of the department came to see us Friday to suggest that that time has come.
We were reluctant to hear this so we decided to ask my wife’s physician and her oncologist for their opinion. They each stopped by my wife’s room Monday, coincidentally at the same time, and did concur with what the palliative doctor said.
Right now she’s still in the hospital because they’re still diagnosing and determining treatment for the tremors that put her in the ER last Thursday. But they've asked us to choose a skilled care center tomorrow morning, which she almost certainly won’t be coming home from.
qtrhorserider's last chemo session, of four, was four weeks ago tomorrow. Though they told us that the aftereffects get worse each time, and they were right, it was still so routine by then that I haven't written about it here till now. Yesterday she began six weeks of weekdaily radiation therapy, fifteen minutes each afternoon. Side effects of that, we're told, amount to sunburn. Meanwhile her hair has begun to grow back.
However another unfortunate side effect of the medical issues and missed work is budget distress.
I've put up the PayPal donation button at AKOTAS that in the past I've used exclusively when having difficulty meeting the hosting costs there, but for now I intend to leave it up indefinitely.
One of the suggestions in the how-to-have-cancer pamphlet we got when all this started was to hold fundraisers, and we've created a trust with rox_law as primary trustee for that.
We've inquired at church about a benefit potluck.
We're cutting back on our cable package (if I can finally catch them on the phone tonight, during the few hours they're there while I'm not at work), and we still expect to be without home cable/internet for a few weeks from this coming Monday.
There are enough options for wifi around here that I can still hope to update cartoons and check email eveningly, and perhaps with no tv at home I'll write and draw more for awhile.
We got out of qtrhorserider's third of four chemo sessions mid-afternoon this time, instead of after dinner as previously. Right now she's curled up in front of the History Channel program on the world's worst airports that we recorded last night because we didn't finish it then.
We've been dealing largely unremarkably with the whole cancer thing since the last chemo day; hence the lack of remarks. We each have had one meltdown day; this stuff is cumulative, and you can be dealing with it just fine and yet have it be building to a point when you need to just check out for a day. I missed work for qtrhorserider's meltdown day, and have added the psychiatrist she sees for her bipolar and anxiety disorders to the oncologists on the list of doctors who authorize my missed workdays under FMLA. She's concerned that I don't have any support I'm taking advantage of. When this all started she checked, and there isn't really a support group for support people for patients. I made an appointment with the social worker in the oncology clinic for this morning while
qtrhorserider would be seeing the oncologist before the chemo, because this is among the sorts of thing the social worker is for. But the social worker had misremembered her schedule when she and I spoke, and was in another office today. I'll call to make another appointment for next week sometime, when I don't have job and Yellow Boat rehearsals occupying all my weekday time.
The Hero of Three Faces I drew while at the hospital today (against the new season which will start August 27) was the first one I've drawn since the last chemo day three weeks ago. The shows for The Yellow Boat are this weekend and I'll be ready for it to be over with.
We got out of the second chemo session about as late as we did the first one, and qtrhorserider's uncooperative veins were again the culprit. Two more to go.
Last week Monday she saw the image specialist, then Thursday she went back to get her hair cut and to pick up the wig she ordered. The wig looks good and almost like her own hair (before it was cut), but the weather's really too hot for it and, unless she starts losing more of her own, she looks fine with the cut she has. She has been losing some of her hair, though, and expects to lose more, which is actually a good thing: when you don't lose your hair it means the treatment isn't working.
I got my hair cut Saturday, less in solidarity than because it needed doing. But vainpageantry and
ladydragondark did get their hair cut in solidarity. Unfortunately that seems to have freaked the boys a little.
Today during the session I was planning to start drawing the fanfiction story I've been twitting and LJing about for a week or so. Then I decided I didn't want to draw dozens of panels toward a story I don't have an end for. Then I decided the story I have so far would make an okay comic strip, and if I come up with a story ending later I can draw that then. So I rescripted, and got four out of eleven panels drawn.
qtrhorserider had her first chemo session Wednesday (I thought I already blogged this followup, but apparently not), scheduled at 10:00. Originally we were told she'd be in the oncology center for a coupla hours because they prep the meds ahead of time. Then it developed last week that, for the health coverage through my job to pay, she'd have to actually check into the hospital (the oncology people say lots of coverage works this way nowadays) where they don't prep the session till you arrive, so it'd be four or five hours instead of two or three. Then once we arrived they had trouble finding a vein in her right arm. Then the IV in her right arm went bad because we were there long enough to eat lunch. Then they looked in her left arm and it worked out right away, where the veins are better but they'd been trying to avoid that because that's the side where the surgery was. In the end the two-to-three hour actual chemo part of the proceedings didn't start till about 14:00. After dinner was served at 17:00 I left for an hour because the followup meds were called into the pharmacy that's only open till 19:00. But by the time I got back about 18:15 she was done.
Then, because the treatment and/or the followup meds (I find I'm not clear on that part) are slightly caustic and bad for kidneys, we had to set my cellphone alarm for every three hours during the night so she can go to the bathroom, and this goes on for the whole time she's doing chemo. Makes me wonder what they haven't mentioned yet about the radiation therapy after chemo's done.
We had a bad day Thursday that turned out moderately well. The oncology center called to make sure we knew that the primary healthcare coverage we have through my job is an indemnity program and not insurance, and doesn't cover any of her followup therapy. The emotional effect of this was that qtrhorserider didn't go into work and I came home from work late morning, in order to meet early afternoon with the business managers of the oncology center and of the hospital.
In looking over the benefits information we have, however, we were able to identify that they do also include a supplementary insurance policy that will cover at least enough of the costs to make the rest manageable through a payment plan with the hospital; and we gave that information to
the business managers when we went in.
So we had a couple of hours of panic midday followed by a relatively quiet afternoon and evening.
We still decided this week that we need to look for a less expensive place to live.
Chemo starts Wednesday.
Leah saw the surgeon for followup Thursday and the oncologists for therapy plans Friday. The surgeon said she's healing nicely and needn't wear the bandage any more nor come back to see him unless an infection should develop. The chemo oncologist will be seeing her for four sessions 21 days apart starting June 29. After that, about Septemer, the radiation therapy oncologist will be seeing her for sessions five days a week for six weeks.
After I made the most recent journal entry on this subject Wednesday morning and sent the same update to my family in email, I hit a wall myself, and called off work. It was the first chance Leah and I had had for a day together since the surgery anyway, and some needed cartharsises (catharses?) on both our parts were experienced, as validated by the doctors and the social worker Leah spoke with Friday at the oncology center. In general we've found over the years that I react to stress with apathy; my conscious morale has been okay but I've been tired all this week and I remember saying last week that I was tired then too. What we're both realizing this week is that this represents a permanent change in our lives, and that - as Leah saw someone say in the literature we're reading - it's not that she's got cancer, it's that we have.
qtrhorserider continues to recover from her lumpectomy surgery but there won't be anything in the way of news till she goes to her appointments with the surgeon and with the followup therapy doctors tomorrow and Friday. The stress is adding up, though. The health coverage we have with where I work now seems to cover almost nothing. She was in the E.R. about a month ago with some vertigo (that we now suspect was related to the cancer) and, on the Explanation of Benefits we just received, only fifty dollars of a five-figure bill was paid by this outfit. We don't know what's going to happen with the bills incurred this month. That PayPal donation button at Arthur, King of Time and Space that previously has appeared only when I anticipate difficulty meeting the site's hosting and renewal costs? May become a permanent feature.
qtrhorserider is home. She has two doctor appointments for next week and needs to make a third, and scarfgirl has flown in from Chicago for three days, and the power cord for my laptop won't connect inside the port so I dunno how regularly I'll be able to make more updates.
Expectations from the surgeon when we were going into qtrhorserider's lumpectomy yesterday: We'd arrive about 0545. About 0730 they'd take her in to do a quickie biopsy of the lymph nodes under the arm on that side to see whether the malignancy in her breast lump was spreading to them, and if it was they'd be removed in the same operation as the lumpectomy. The lumpectomy would commence about 0930. She'd be in the hospital overnight for observation (possibly two nights depending on what pain she was in). Then she'd have six weeks of recovery (only one week of missed work) before doing six weeks of radiation therapy to make certain eveything's caught; usually they don't wait so long before starting the radiation but that way it'd wait to start till after the bar exam.
Developments yesterday: The procedure at 0730 wasn't a biopsy, it was a dye injection so the "sentinel" lymph node (the one that will pick up malignancy first if any are going to) can be identified, for it to be removed during the lumpectomy and have a quickie biopsy run during the lumpectomy. The quickie biopsy revealed no malignancy, but the normal two-day biopsy will be run on the sentinel node also to make sure. The lumpectomy went perfectly. After qtrhorserider was awake the oncologist came by and said the malignancy was the wrong type to be treated with estrogen, which means there will be chemo and radiation. Later on the oncology patient advocate and P.A. came by to confirm appointments next week for themselves and the oncologist, and recommended that the chemo not be postponed on account of the bar exam. Since chemo is a daily routine but the bar exam entails a two-day trip (or two day trips) to the state capital, that scheduling is something that'll be worked out next week.
Entries in this journal upgraded from friendslocked to public: http://scarfman.livejournal.com/tag/lump
Also, qtrhorserider's entry: http://qtrhorserider.livejournal.com/20258.html
For me, my morale's holding up but the stress is tiring me.
qtrhorserider's surgery will be Friday morning. First they'll do another quick biopsy in order to decide whether to take the lymph nodes under the near arm in addition to the malignancy that's the main event. They say she'll be overnight at least one night. There'll be a week missed of work and then light duty for about six weeks of recovery (and bar study - such is the universe's timing); and then there'll be about six weeks of radiation therapy.
But that's as bad as the news gets. It's serious, but it's been caught early and the odds of full recovery are great.