This week I have attended consultations
with an oncologist who specialises in kidney cancer and a surgeon who
specialises in gastro-intestinal procedures. Over an intensive few days I have
learnt a good deal about my situation. It has been very difficult news to
absorb and go forward with.
The oncologist told me that I was at high
risk of a further recurrence and that the most likely place for this was at the
site where the tumour had been removed in December, because a small amount of
cells had been left behind there. I asked what sort of time-scale might this be
expected to happen in. She told me that the cancer I had was very
unpredictable, it could be soon or it could be measured in years. I asked her
if there were any drugs that could impede or stop the recurrence. She said that
despite much research no drug had yet been found that worked to prevent Renal
Cell Carcinoma recurring. In all the double-blind studies thus far people who
were taking the placebo (a sugar pill) had better outcomes than those who were
on the drugs that were being tested. At the end of the consultation she told me
that I would be given CT scans at three monthly intervals to check whether any
recurrence was present and wished me well.
The surgeon told me that the tumour that
was removed in December had been attached to the rear wall of my abdomen and
had abutted onto my duodenum (the funnel shaped tube that loops to join your
stomach to your intestines). The surgeon had removed surface tissue and scraped
both of these structures as much as he felt it was safe to do so. He told me
that if there was a recurrence at this site, complex and demanding surgery would
be required. This would probably mean the removal of my duodenum, part of the
pancreas and bile duct and then the re-routing of my digestive system. This
procedure was pioneered by a surgeon called Whipple in 1935, but until
relatively recently was done rarely because of the high death rates of patients
during surgery. He told me that these days this procedure was only done in
specialist centres and because of this death rates during surgery had now come
down to under 5%. The only good thing I learned was that there was a specialist
centre for this surgery at the Mater Hospital in Belfast.
Now I know in some detail what might happen
to me on my journey ahead. It is undeniably heavy knowledge and it is proving
very hard to absorb. But I’ve always thought that it is better to ask questions
and find out what is involved in any situation because your mind can build
greater fear around the unknown. Despite what I have learned this week I still
believe this. Knowing is a form of empowerment, however daunting your challenge
appears, because you gain resources that you didn’t have before.
My last scan was six weeks ago and I am now
around halfway to my next one. And at this last scan there was no sign of any
recurrence. I can only hope and pray that I get the same result at the next
one. Keep the faith.
Hi Paul,
ReplyDeleteI have just caught up with the news of your health situation on your blog. Despite the passage of time since we were last in touch feel confident that your friends on the other side of the world are thinking of you and wishing you all the best with your treatment.
Memories of our trip to Kenya, and other adventures in the UK are often and fondly remembered. We know you you have the strength and endurance to get through the worst of storms, and we are right with you in this one.
Kia kaha,
Nick and Dara
Hi Nick and Dara,
DeleteThank you very much, it is great to hear from you. I have very fond memories of our climbing and hillwalking adventures. I hope that life is treating you both well. I'm delighted that I have friends on the other side of the world that are with me.
Thank you very much for your concern and support.
All the very best,
Paul