Does "Absence Make The Heart Grow Fonder"

Or is it "Out of Sight, Out of mind?"

Either way, here I am. My husband's health has been all over the place.  The Lupron injection raised my husband's testosterone to over 500, so he continued on Casodex  until June 20th.

You know how sometimes life just floats along with no surprises and stays quiet, relatively speaking? Well, that had been life at home until mid-June, when all hell broke loose at once.

This blog was intended to talk about my husband's health, and my concerns, so I could stay calm, butso many other things happened too, so here I am, going a little crazy.

Let's stay with my husband first: Between May and June, he had a sonogram and biopsy of his pelvic lymph glands. Those results were inconclusive, so he needs another one.  Approval from insurance takes forever, so we're still waiting.  At his June appointment, we were given some very good news.  His PSA is down to 4.1 (4 is "normal" 0 is target) and his testosterone is down to 25 (50 was target) so apparently, his numbers are good. We just hope they stay that way.

Now me: Have you ever heard the phrase "Lead By Example?" Since June 14th, I've been working on a health project for myself, and it includes taking supplements, taking my blood sugar every morning, and a nutrition chart, including fluid intake. Each chart is for a week, and my blood sugar goal is <145 at least 5 days a week, and I've met that goal,other than the first week, which was rough, but I've never gone over 160. When my husband saw what I was doing, he started doing the same (taking his blood sugar) unfortunately, his numbers have been about 450+ most days, so he was prescribed insulin a few days ago.  We see his doctor later today.  Did I mention that I didn't sleep last night?

It seems like there's a lot of hurry up and wait when it comes to my husband's cancer, and that's why there's been no journal entries.

I nearly forgot! On June 17th, my ex-husband was hit by a car on his way to work. He was riding his bicycle, and the driver didn't stop. He called me to pick him up and I was shocked by all the blood. He was off work until this past Monday (July 1st) Just another part of all hell breaking loose.

Of Note:

Since receiving the Lupron injection, my husband has had a few more good days than before, although he still has sick days more than we would like.  I'm starting to theorize that his out of control diabetes has something to do with it. 

I think I'll go back to bed now.

A Pleasant Surprise

Note To Readers:

I purposely held off on writing this until now, because, well, yesterday was April Fool's Day, and some of what I'm about to share might seem unbelievable. I know that I had a few "jaw drop" moments.

Oncology Visit Report (4-1-19)

This was scheduled with the plan that the brain MRI and full body CT would have been done, and we could discuss results. As I mentioned in my last journal entry (https://alostwifesjourney.blogspot.com/2019/03/last-week-you-ask.html) a week ago, it wasn't happening anytime soon, and, in spite of my daily calls, it hasn't gotten any better.

I've been feeling awfully burdened (https://alostwifesjourney.blogspot.com/2019/03/some-nights-are-like-this.html) by all this. I mean, I'm human, and nothing at all like the "Superwoman" I often portray in public. I frequently find myself grasping for invisible lifelines that just aren't coming, and it's exhausting. I realize I'm frequently exhausted. The insomnia coupled by the constant worry has had an effect on me.  This appointment turned out to be an answer to my prayers (and probably the prayers of others) We were handed a "lifeline" and the both of us are taking it for all it's worth.

The first thing on our personal agenda was getting the Social Security disability papers filled out and signed. We were pleasantly surprised to find out that my Husband is eligible for disabled parking as well. His energy level is so low, and even getting out of bed is hard for him. When the Oncologist told us and offered to do the paperwork, it put a smile of relief on my Husband's face. Really, he rarely complains, but it's been a rapid downhill slide over the past few months.  I see it, and it scares me. 

No, the paperwork wasn't the lifeline, neither was the parking permit.

The next thing on our agenda was to have the Oncologist look at a rather large abcess that mysteriously appeared last week.  He diagnosed it as MRSA, and prescribed a very strong antibiotic.  Unfortunately, combined with my Husband's blood pressure medication, it has a side effect of elevated potassium levels, so he will have to restrict his intake of potassium.  Unfortunately, I learned in recent months what effects elevated potassium has on a person, because it caused a dear friend to wind up in the ICU not that long ago. I will have to be hypervigilant for the next two weeks.

After that, we discussed the blood test results from 2 weeks ago (pre-treatment). This is where it all gets interesting: Apparently, my husband's Vitamin D levels are extremely low.  His result was 11. Normal is at least 30. It adds to the normal fatigue of cancer, adds to depression, and contributes to his pain levels.  It was definitely a lightbulb moment. It was decided that he would take a high dose Vitamin D supplement once a week. Since it's a special order, it will take a day or so for the pharmacy to get it.

Next was Testosterone levels.  My Husband is 62, and most men his age have a level of 200. In other words, decreased testosterone levels are common, and since prostate cancer is related to increased testosterone levels, he was placed on anti-androgen (anti-testosterone) medication.  His level came out as 330. Another AHA! moment. Most men his age would be envious. Except, that's why his cancer is so aggressive.

Finally, (and this was the biggest "jaw drop" moment, and much-needed lifeline) we were given the PSA levels. In January, they were 120. As mentioned before, normal is 4, and since my husband had received NO TREATMENT until his last appointment, there was a concern that the levels would be drastically higher, and the higher the levels, the less "time" there is for him to get life-saving treatments. "Time" is our only hope right now. The lack of "time" is my obsession, my worry, the thing that keeps me up at night, the reason for my tears and frequent feelings of hopelessness. He saved the best for last.  My Husband's PSA level was 98!  Yes!!! 98! 

My question and my Husband's question (and probably yours too) was How???!!! The human body is amazing, and PSA levels will fluctuate some. That's what happened in this case, and it buys us a little more time. I'll take it!

Future Plans

We were told to not worry about changing the MRI and CT scan to a sooner date, the next Oncology appointment is Tax Day (4-15) and the results will be in by then. We understand that just because the PSA levels have lowered it doesn't guarantee that there hasn't been a bigger spread of the cancer, so we're still hoping for the best, but we're also working on a bucket list.

The Casodex (anti-androgen medication) will continue, but the next visit will mark the beginning of the Lupron injections, which will eventually replace the Casodex completely.

We still have so much to do, but the fact that the Oncologist is being transparent with us, and explains everything, it makes this much easier for us. 

Maybe we can breathe, and for the first time in a while, the waiting isn't quite as scary.

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