This is an update on yesterday's two appointments at the hospital - one for chemo, and one to have the port inserted. The amazingly good first news is that my blood work was good. The numbers were slightly reduced, which is expected for someone on chemo, but were "excellent" in the eyes of the chemo nurse, especially given how I've been feeling. Dr. J, the oncologist, said it must just be the chemo itself leaving me so wiped out.
With good bloodwork, we proceeded with the infusion of Gemzar, the only drug for them to administer mid-cycle. I'm hoping with just the one that I will not be as wiped out over the next two weeks, when I go back for the whopping dose of the two. (And even then, Dr. J said he would reduce the dosage by 15-20% to help alleviate the side effects.) I was grateful for the saline and sugar infusions I got with the Gemzar, since the surgical procedure scheduled for the afternoon meant I had had nothing to eat or drink since midnight. And I was thirsty!
After the chemo, we went down a few floors in the building to day surgery and I was prepped for the insertion of the port (Port-a-Cath). We got to see Dr. M, my favorite surgeon, and to update him on my state. We are all now most worried about my liver, and the bile flowing from it. Dr. M created a bypass in May which has worked fine, but the tumor in my abdomen is pushing against it, and may be restricting the flow of bile. Everyone thinks I'm a little jaundiced, and my bilirubin reading was up two weeks ago. We didn't get the results from yesterday's bloodwork on the bilirubin, but if the bypass gets blocked, I am looking at a stent to keep it flowing.
The insertion of the port went really smoothly; I was in and out in no time, and without any soreness until a little later in the afternoon. Dr. M said he was able to insert a "small" one, so once it's healed, it probably won't even show in my ball gown! (Very funny since I can't even remember when I would last have worn something of that description!) But, lovely that he was thinking about me and how it would look. I do wear bathing suits! With a 12:30 appointment for pre-op, we were on the road by 4:30, and that included time to wait for a chest x-ray following the procedure to make sure everything looked good.
So, next chemo day, my port will be used to draw blood, and to infuse the drugs, which apparently makes it all go much more easily. Today, I feel good (yes, it could be partly the steroids to fight the nausea), and I'm enjoying our seasonably warm weather and bright sunshine.
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Saturday, April 21, 2007
Tuesday, April 17, 2007
Information on Ports
Just as I was preparing to have a port (or port-a-cath) inserted on April 2, one of the other cancer bloggers I read regularly wrote about having her port removed. She even has a photo of what hers looks like, and commentary by a surgeon about the process of inserting and removing ports. If you feel completely in the dark about the whole procedure (as I was), her post is worth reading. That appointment was canceled as we revisited my whole treatment plan, and now I am scheduled to have the port inserted this Friday, April 20. And the best part of the new appointment is that my favorite surgeon, Dr. M, will be doing the insertion.
As I mentioned, my fellow blogger spends some of her post quoting from "Orac" a blogging surgeon/scientist, who writes about ports, and I'm going to borrow from her approach and include some of his information as well.
Orac begins, "In cancer, the goal is different [than in dialysis]. It's shorter term, and the tools used are less permanent. The goal is to give the patient durable vascular access that allows chemotherapy to be given, usually over a few months. Some chemotherapeutic agents are very harsh on the veins, and because of that it's highly useful to place a catheter in a large central vein with high flow. . . . "
Then he describes the port itself: "Finally, there are totally implanted ports (like the Port-a-Cath), where the entire assembly is implanted under the skin, and the port is accessed through a resealable diaphragm using a special needle inserted through the skin. These can be left in place for months or even years and tend to be the first choice for chemotherapy. Unless a patient is thin enough that it's possible to see the outline of the metal part of the port sticking up under the skin, they're basically invisible."
Here's his description of why a patient would want the port inserted: "If you're a cancer patient who needs a prolonged course of chemotherapy, your port is your friend. Your blood can be drawn through it (and you will need frequent blood draws). You can get your chemotherapy through it without painful needlesticks and burning out of veins. As I said before, injecting chemotherapy in to peripheral veins can be quite painful for some drugs, and a port will eliminate that problem. These two things alone can go a long way in improving a cancer patient's quality of life. It is true that ports aren't without their complications. They can become infected and require urgent removal. They can clot, necessitating treatment with clot busting drugs. Sometimes they can cause a clot in the large blood vessel in which they are placed, leading to arm swelling and even facial edema, not to mention urgent removal of the port. There can be rare misadventures where the port catheter breaks and goes flowing off in the bloodstream, requiring angiography to fish it out. However, on the whole, ports do far more good than harm, and, before radiologists started doing these procedures (which they are doing more and more) general surgeons were the ones who put most of them in."
And finally, speaking as a surgeon, he comments that "It's easy for a surgeon to forget that the insertion and removal of a port represent two major milestones in the course of a patient's cancer treatment. The insertion of a port often represents, even more than the scars from surgery, a daily reminder of the patient's disease, and the insertion of that port represents a long-term alteration of the body necessitated by her disease. It's a constant reminder that life is not normal, a cold, metallic foreign body implanted in her body. Every time a woman feels that quarter-sized metal port under the skin, it's telling her that her life is not what it was; she is not the same as she was; she is not "normal." Even though the implanted port may not even be noticeable even if she wears a wide-necked shirt, other than the small scar left from its implantation, the patient knows its there."
Before I read Orac's post, I didn't know that radiologists were sometimes inserting ports, so when they called me to schedule this new appointment, I said I wanted a surgeon, and I wanted Dr. M. (The chemo nurse, with 25 years of experience, had mentioned that he puts in "superb" ports!) It will be good to have a familiar face before the procedure, and to update him on my state overall. This procedure is done under "conscious awake" sedation, not general anesthesia.
The plan for Friday is to have blood drawn and tested first thing at 10:00 a.m., and to hope that all of my blood numbers are high enough for chemo and then the port insertion. I'm scheduled to have just the Gemzar infused (not the cisplatin), and then, my appointment for the port is at 12:30. The kids are on school vacation this week, and my good friend Sandy is going to accompany me to the appointments while Patty keeps track of the kids.
Today I was going to go into Boston to teach, but just couldn't muster the energy, so my classes are being covered again. Next week is the last week of classes, so things are wrapping up, and I have lots of papers to grade still. I'm glad the semester is ending, as being a full-time faculty member and a full-time cancer patient has been very challenging over these months.
As I mentioned, my fellow blogger spends some of her post quoting from "Orac" a blogging surgeon/scientist, who writes about ports, and I'm going to borrow from her approach and include some of his information as well.
Orac begins, "In cancer, the goal is different [than in dialysis]. It's shorter term, and the tools used are less permanent. The goal is to give the patient durable vascular access that allows chemotherapy to be given, usually over a few months. Some chemotherapeutic agents are very harsh on the veins, and because of that it's highly useful to place a catheter in a large central vein with high flow. . . . "
Then he describes the port itself: "Finally, there are totally implanted ports (like the Port-a-Cath), where the entire assembly is implanted under the skin, and the port is accessed through a resealable diaphragm using a special needle inserted through the skin. These can be left in place for months or even years and tend to be the first choice for chemotherapy. Unless a patient is thin enough that it's possible to see the outline of the metal part of the port sticking up under the skin, they're basically invisible."
Here's his description of why a patient would want the port inserted: "If you're a cancer patient who needs a prolonged course of chemotherapy, your port is your friend. Your blood can be drawn through it (and you will need frequent blood draws). You can get your chemotherapy through it without painful needlesticks and burning out of veins. As I said before, injecting chemotherapy in to peripheral veins can be quite painful for some drugs, and a port will eliminate that problem. These two things alone can go a long way in improving a cancer patient's quality of life. It is true that ports aren't without their complications. They can become infected and require urgent removal. They can clot, necessitating treatment with clot busting drugs. Sometimes they can cause a clot in the large blood vessel in which they are placed, leading to arm swelling and even facial edema, not to mention urgent removal of the port. There can be rare misadventures where the port catheter breaks and goes flowing off in the bloodstream, requiring angiography to fish it out. However, on the whole, ports do far more good than harm, and, before radiologists started doing these procedures (which they are doing more and more) general surgeons were the ones who put most of them in."
And finally, speaking as a surgeon, he comments that "It's easy for a surgeon to forget that the insertion and removal of a port represent two major milestones in the course of a patient's cancer treatment. The insertion of a port often represents, even more than the scars from surgery, a daily reminder of the patient's disease, and the insertion of that port represents a long-term alteration of the body necessitated by her disease. It's a constant reminder that life is not normal, a cold, metallic foreign body implanted in her body. Every time a woman feels that quarter-sized metal port under the skin, it's telling her that her life is not what it was; she is not the same as she was; she is not "normal." Even though the implanted port may not even be noticeable even if she wears a wide-necked shirt, other than the small scar left from its implantation, the patient knows its there."
Before I read Orac's post, I didn't know that radiologists were sometimes inserting ports, so when they called me to schedule this new appointment, I said I wanted a surgeon, and I wanted Dr. M. (The chemo nurse, with 25 years of experience, had mentioned that he puts in "superb" ports!) It will be good to have a familiar face before the procedure, and to update him on my state overall. This procedure is done under "conscious awake" sedation, not general anesthesia.
The plan for Friday is to have blood drawn and tested first thing at 10:00 a.m., and to hope that all of my blood numbers are high enough for chemo and then the port insertion. I'm scheduled to have just the Gemzar infused (not the cisplatin), and then, my appointment for the port is at 12:30. The kids are on school vacation this week, and my good friend Sandy is going to accompany me to the appointments while Patty keeps track of the kids.
Today I was going to go into Boston to teach, but just couldn't muster the energy, so my classes are being covered again. Next week is the last week of classes, so things are wrapping up, and I have lots of papers to grade still. I'm glad the semester is ending, as being a full-time faculty member and a full-time cancer patient has been very challenging over these months.
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