N.T.D.I.P. ~ Part I - 2007-2008

 

The Journal of 

CANCER SURVIVOR


“Cancer Survivor”… well not quite yet.  
They say you need to get a year past treatment to start claiming that… and 5 years to confirm it. 
Since this all started in April 2007 and was initially documented in March 2008 at week 49+ of the first go-round, it has since turned into an ongoing SAGA that has stretched into 2024 and beyond. So, it's more "CANCER WARRIOR", and it appears that the jury will be out for awhile.  


PREFACE

Why this, Why now? 
Truth be told, it was never meant to be this extensive.
Initially written, at the request of those Fabulous Folks at Memorial Hospital System Rehab in Hollywood, FL, this "Journal" was intended to document my experience, from the Diagnosis of Head & Neck Cancer, thru Chemo/Radiation Treatment, Rehab and eventual Recovery for the benefit of future patients
 "To Hear it "Like It Is" 
from someone who truly has, "Been There - Done That!" and not just the usual "Doom & Gloom" the attending physicians and technicians initially present to outline worst case scenarios.

In August of 2020, a subsequent re-occurrence of SQUAMOUS CELL CARCINOMA, this time in my upper  Esophagus, spawned the several episodes that follow, causing this, the initial Journal and the ensuing "Episodes" to be re-titled:

N.T.D.I.P ~ Part I
Not The Diet I Planned
2007 - 2008
 
 N.T.D.I.P ~ Part II 
NOT Another Un-Planned Diet!?!
Say WHAT?
2020-2021

N.T.D.I.P ~ Part III 
W.T.F {!?!} 
2022 - 2023

N.T.D.I.P ~ Part IV
Thru the Fire!
2023 - 2024

And Finally, we hope:

N.T.D.I.P ~ Part V
Are We Done Yet!?!
2024 - ?

BE AWARE, This is not a "Normal" Medical Journal.  Hell, nothing about this re-telling of my journey was, and is "Normal", particularly how I write

{This is the part where my 12th grade Journalism Teacher, Barbara Garfunkel if not rolling in her grave, is most certainly rolling her eyes.

And... seeing as how this saga has now grown to 5 parts - and hopefully no more, I suggest that you grab a glass of your favorite beverage, or maybe the whole bottle, prop your feet up and settle in for an interesting, if not bumpy, read. 

I also  recommend breaking up the read to a least 4 or more sessions, easily done by selecting each episode using the archive on the right.

I  promise, it will be anything but boring.


Uncle Chuck Note: 
This journal will be filed with a lot of medical terms that I don't 
want to waste time or space explaining so Click on any of the 
Blue links in the text for in-depth definitions. 

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MARCH 2008

Allow me to really start this not so brief note - by thanking the Doctors, Nurses, Technicians and staff of Memorial Regional Cancer Institute and the Therapists of Memorial Regional Fitness and Rehabilitation Center in Hollywood, Florida for helping to improve my knowledge of Medical Latin. Were it not for their un-tiring efforts, I would never have come to know such important sounding phrases like:

So thorough was their instruction that the journal{s} that follows will be salted with these terms and more. 
Thanks also to WebMD and Dr. google where I learned the meanings of, and how to spell most of them.


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A Not-So-Funny Thing Happened 
On the Way to China

MARCH 19, 2007  - Monday
“Hello, Chuck?  This is Sabrina again, Doctor Jaguan would like to see you as soon as possible, can you come right over?”

When your doctors office calls YOU to come in, ya just know it ain't gonna be good.
Since his office is literally around the corner I went right over and yeah… 

It wasn't good.

“There’s no easy way to say this, so here it is…" he says, "the biopsy came back positive, you have squamous cell carcinoma of the left tonsil and it has metastasized to the left cervical lymph node.”

“What now?” I asked.
“I'm taking the tonsil out Wednesday [March 21, 2007],

“Wednesday… That’s in two days! Is he kidding?”

The nurse assured me that he doesn't kid about these things.

"Hey, wait a minute… I just booked a trip to China, we can’t do this now."
Not an option I'm told, perhaps I should postpone the trip.

"No way Doc, this trip was 40 years in the planning, we're going."

And so it began...  

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Uhhhh... let me back this up a bit for 
some background.

Apparently the little lump that I had noticed under my jaw line in late December 2006 was a swollen, infected lymph node, caused by squamous cell carcinoma in my left tonsil!

And here I thought it was just an inflammatory reaction to an infected dental implant that had come out in November of 2006.  

Now the swelling in my jaw from that was gone but in December I noticed the lump in my neck.  I ignored expecting it to go away until February of 2007.  
IT... didn't go away. 

My first ENT [Ear, Nose, Throat ] Dr. tried shrinking it with steroids and ibuprofen...  Nothing.

So that's when I went to my wife's ENT, Dr Abraham Jaguan, pronounced HaaG-Wan on Wednesday March 14th.  

As he poked his finger into my left tonsil, I almost came out of the chair. 

"That's not Good", he says, "Time to order some tests"

After CT Scans and subsequent biopsies, I got the above noted call  on Monday the 19th.

Now you're caught up.

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THE PLAN OF ATTACK {?} 

MARCH 20, 2007     
Tuesday, and I scrambled to get a chest x-ray and releases from my primary physician and dentist since the dental implants were RECENT surgery.

MARCH 21, 2007 
Wednesday came... and the tonsil went.

KNOW THIS, get your tonsils out by puberty… it IS NOT an operation, [cancer not withstanding], that you want done as an adult.
During recovery and under the influence of large quantities of prescription painkillers, I had my wife call to ask if he had perhaps left a large tangle of barbed wire in my throat after he used it to rip out my tonsil. The ever perky office manager Sabrina, assured us that he did not leave anything in there and what I felt was normal. 
Well Now... THAT's a relief, no barbed wire… just - normal, excruciating, post operative pain!!!

Next stop was a consult with Radiology Oncologist, Dr Srinath Sundararaman [say that three time fast after large doses of Hydo-morphone and  Oxycontin] who proceeds to shove all sorts of strange objects up my nose and down my throat, one of which is the above mentioned Laryngoscope. After a lot of “hmmmm… Ahaaaa….Say EEEEEE…. Un Hunh….. Hmmmmmm”, he then proceeds to outline a course of treatment that sounds like something right out of the Spanish Inquisition. And of course… he wants to start ASAP!

“Hold on Doc… let me explain… I have airline tickets and a tour of China booked for April”

“Not any more,”
 he says, “we need to start Radiation and Chemo right away.”

“I don’t think you understand”,
 I said, “This trip is 40 years in the planning and I already have the airline tickets and tour bought and paid for, I can’t cancel.”

After further dialogue and negotiation we determine that: with the necessary preparations - and if we moved the trip up a week earlier - and start treatment immediately after our return, we would only be about 2 weeks behind his proposed schedule. That was the NEW plan.

Next stop - Dr, Raja Mudad, Medical Oncologist who will administer the Chemo-therapy and monitor my progress through what was being referred to around my house as "The Situation”. He also tries to talk me out of the trip as does my Primary Physician Dr David Tepper.

"Ain't happening boys, I'm going to China, so lets move on."

Of course in the middle of all this on March 28th, our 1st Grandson David Gregory Chouinard decides to make his appearance on planet Earth so while New Grand Ma Illy heads to North Carolina to do the all those 1st time Grandma things, I'm left to get the final stuff for the trip done including flying to Houston {Thank you Jewel Frei for the loan of your United Airlines Buddy Pass} and back in one day to get Visas at the Chinese Consulate, final shopping, etc. - all with this tangle of barbed wire still in my throat... Oh Happy Days!

KNOW THIS - Our two weeks in China were FABULOUS, all that I had hoped for and more;
Got to check off #7 on my bucket list:
“Walk a Mile on the Great Wall”. 
Read all about our trip to China at
as well as our other globe hopping adventures on our Travel Blog:
THE NOWAT
[Notes of a Wacky American Tourist]
http://thenowat.blogspot.com/

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Captains Log, Weeks 1-3 
The Man in the Plastic Mask

April 30th - The day after our return from China and I'm fitted for my Radiation Mask - a HOT nylon mesh that is fitted to my face and head to create a stiff profile mold, that will be used to keep my head immobilized during radiation.  Not wasting any time, they promptly bolted the mold and my head to the radiation table to take Port Films to get the Radiation Field right.

Little did I realize that from May 1st to June 25th, this would be my position for half an hour - every day for 8 weeks - 36 daily sessions in all - involving 20 second bursts of High Dose X-rays, from 9 different angles- 360 degrees around my head and neck. In essence, they will cook me from my upper lip to my collar bone.  Sorta like being in a giant Micro-Wave oven.

May 7th – Marked the first of three doses of Chemo using Cisplatin, a drug so toxic that it has been known to cause hearing and kidney damage, but what the hell… it’ll kill the cancer too [we hope].
Hearing tests before and after the first dose confirmed that it blew out some high frequency levels in my right ear… but the kidneys are OK, or so they say. later tests show decreased kidney function, but moving on...

In hope of preserving what little hearing I had left, since according to my wife: I was half deaf already.[She rejects the theory of "Selective Spousal  Hearing"] I elected to go with a less toxic drug, Carboplatin for the remaining two sessions

May 11th - In spite of my stubborn Sicilian posturing, Dr. Mudad’s able assistant Pat finally talks me into getting a PEG tube [percutaneous endoscopic gastrostomy ] inserted into my stomach for feeding, without it I won’t get enough nourishment. I was trying to butch it out but I'm already feeling my throat tighten up dramatically.  

I wondered out loud if they consider Budweiser adequate nourishment, since it contains the "choicest Rice, Hops and Best Barley Malts"... 
The Doctor only smirked, Pat loudly guffawed.  

I guess the answer was no.

The PEG operation is scheduled for the 18th of May and boy was that fun. 

Just for grins Gastroenterologist Dr Alex Lanoue decided to do an overdue colonoscopy as well.

Hey Doc, it couldn't hurt to check the oil and kick the tires while you're in there.

May 19th - I have my last solid meal with some dear friends at a great Greek restaurant on Ft Lauderdale Beach, where I discover - we waited too long for this night out and I can’t swallow those outstanding Lamb chops, and since they wont fit into the Feeding Tube - it was soup and Scotch for me that night.

And so began my love/hate relationship with Ensure and Boost liquid meal supplements.


Captains Log, Weeks 4 thru 9
Is that a needle in your pocket
or are you just glad to see me?

The radiation and chemo continue, and they start me on Amifostine injections every other day in an attept to protect my salivary function which is being damaged by the radiation. 
In fact, EVERYTHING in the field of the radiation is being damaged, but hey… I was getting a helluva a tan on my neck. 

Fortunately I don’t experience too much of the nausea expected with this delightful cocktail.

This is when I came to realize that the phrase “primum non nocere [first, do no harm] - often mistakenly attributed to Hippocrates - doesn't count when it comes to Cancer treatment. The primary goal is to KILL THE DAMN THING and if they have to wreak havoc with other stuff along the way… we'll that’s just a little collateral damage - part of the cost of getting it done.

WELL NOW, as a result of all the high dose radiation concentrated between my upper lip and collarbone, I can barely talk except to exhale heavily and mouth sounds to express myself, the pain is ever-present. I have resorted to a Stomatitis Solution [equal parts of Lidocaine, Benedril and Mallox] swishing and swallowing to relieve some of the localized pain in my mouth and throat. I also abandoned Tylenol with Codeine, because of it's tendency to constipate, in favor of Hydro-Morphone [Poor Mans Morphine]
to control the ongoing pain. I have also developed severe mucositis [an inflammation of the mucosa] which causes thickened acidic mucus and blisters throughout my mouth and lesions on my tongue and gums, along with Xerostomia, severe dry mouth since my salivary glands have ceased to function properly and increased fibrosis, hardening of the larynx and esophagus, in essence my throat is turning to leather.
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OK... time for an explanation about the Title.

The reason this Journal is entitled 
“Not The Diet I Planned” 
is because over this 8 week period I lost 35 pounds and will lose another 5 by the time I start rehab -5 pounds a week - nearly 20% of my body weight and being a skinny dude in the first place [Budweiser Belly not withstanding]... 
Dr’s Sundararaman and Mudad are not happy about this… 

BUT... I did get down to my best fighting weight of 155 - they just don’t see the irony of it.  It took me 30 years to put it on and just 8 weeks in their dungeons to take it off.  

I'm ordered to get at least 2400 calories a day in the tube because now, swallowing is not an option.

My primary Physician, Dr Tepper on the other hand just laughs and says:

“The Good News is: All those things we told you not to eat before… well NOW you get to eat them… try cheesecake, ice cream, high protein foods, eggs etc. Don’t worry about the cholesterol… we'll deal with that later.”  

Which reminded me of his favorite line: 
"The Benefit of having a fat doctor is that 
he can't bitch about YOU being fat."

Cheese Cake!!! Haagen Dazs!!! Quiche Loraine… If it wasn't for the pain, I’d be in heaven.
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June 19th marked the last dose of Chemo and June 25th the last dose of Radiation. By now I can barely communicate, the mucositis is unbearable, I get maybe 1 - 1 ½ hours of sleep before I wake up drowning with my throat full of thick, sticky fluid. My nights consist of this constant waking and cramping from de-hydration… getting a total of 3-4 hours of sleep at best.

Ironically, there’s no cranial hair loss from the Chemo. I was prepared for and could have handled that but my beloved goatee, that took 35 years to get exactly the way I wanted it, came out in patches due to the radiation. My Chin was as bald as a babies butt while the mustache part stayed. [It was not in the field of radiation] Eventually the goatee would return, albeit sparsely at first and most of the grey is gone - go figure.

Captains Log, Weeks 10 thru 47
You're going to do WHAT with that THING?!?

July 2nd - I meet with Marci Kahn and Caren Chase at Memorial Regional Outpatient Rehab Facility for Speech Therapy evaluation. They schedule me for a Modified Barium Swallow Study [MBSS] to assess the damage of the radiation to my throat and the swallowing function. The MBSS shows that the damage to muscles in the tongue, the epiglottis and attendant muscles was pretty severe; the epiglottis doesn't deflect properly and  the Cricopharyngeus is so stiff it isn't helping the esophagus to elevate properly causing me to aspirate liquids and some soft solids into my lungs.

July 11th – Speech Therapy gets started with Marci until Caren returns from vacation. Speech therapy, in this case is a complete misnomer … it should be called Swallow School [ooooohhhh sounds somewhat pornographic] as I am suffering from acute Dysphagia [<click on the link for an in-depth explanation]

I'm now introduced to E-Stim therapy, whereby electrodes are attached to my neck and throat to electrically stimulate the muscles and hopefully reactivate the damaged salivary function.

For the next 9 months, twice a week - 58 sessions in all, I bring various foods and drink to consume while attached to what would appear to be a Russian KGB torture device that is shocking my throat, tongue, and neck muscles and hopefully my salivary glands into action. 

If it wasn’t for the pain of the mucositis and mouth blisters, it would almost be comical.  But then, I've always had a bit of a sick sense of humor.  By now I have taken to swishing and swallowing the stomatitis solution and applying 2% Lidocaine to the worst blistered areas around the inflamed tonsil post and lesions on my tongue in order to tolerate eating and swallowing.

July 26th - I have the first post Radiation PET scan [positron emission tomography] … all appears clear… they think the got the little bugger but I'm still glowing a bit from the radiation so they want to wait a few months to do another scan to be sure.

August thru October
My first foods for therapy amount to Jell-O, Vanilla pudding, oatmeal, apple sauce and artificially thickened juice - Yummy... NOT!!! 

The E Stim is set at 4, I can barely handle it. After 6 weeks progress, I move up to pastas, thick soups and eventually grilled cheese sandwich’s. 
The E Stim is now up to 10. Mashed potatoes and bread pudding seem to work well. 
I take a chance at a hamburger and shake from Mc D’s. A bit rough, but it goes down. By the end of October the E Stim setting is up to 12, but burgers are still a challenge.

November 5th Another MBSS shows better deflection of the epiglottis but continued silent aspiration of thin liquids. I still need work.  And I'm getting really tired of Ensure and Boost but the PEG tube is still necessary

Now comes the real test, do we dare try a Hoagie? Ooooppppssss…. a bit too soon so it’s back to grilled cheese and pasta. 

E Stim is dialed up to 14. As we approach Thanksgiving, I'm tolerating more semi-solid foods and finally can handle hamburgers fairly well. Maybe turkey dinner isn’t out of the question.

November 29th the PEG Tube is removed and I'm drinking the Boost orally and on December 11th – the 2nd PET scan comes back ALL CLEAR!!! 

We celebrate with close friends, over a nice pasta dinner, and a fine bottle of Montepulcino De Abruzo. Maybe a bit too soon for the wine, the Mucositis doesn't like it [the tannin burns the lesions on my tongue and trigger muscle spasms in my jaw],  but I can actually begin to taste stuff.

January 1, 2008 The New Year sessions start with a steak 'n' cheese hoagie with the E Stim starting at 15 and increasing to 16 during the session. 


January 30th The next MBSS shows improvement but still some aspiration. We’re up to steak sandwiches during therapy and solids at dinner. Sessions continue into March where more solids are tolerated.

March 19th [one year after the tonsillectomy] the final MBSS shows full deflection and lingual mobility, no aspiration. I'm discharged from therapy and await the final PET scan in June to confirm that we have solved my “Situation”.  I have, however, periodic relapses of mucositis and pain around the tonsil post.

Captains Log, Week 49+3
The light at the end of my tunnel 
was NOT a freight train.
YEA!!!

Not having experienced any other facilities [nor do I really care to] I am convinced that Memorial Regional Cancer Institute and their Fitness and Rehabilitation Center are without a doubt, one of the Finest Medical Facilities around. From the beginning, the professionalism and caring was un-surpassed.
Believe me when I say [and those that know me well will concur]…I AM A HANDFUL, yet everyone…. And I mean EVERYONE handled me as if I was the only patient to be cared for. The Physician’s, Nurses, Therapists, and Technicians are some of the finest people under whose care I have had the privilege of being and it is important that I recognize them by name for I truly believe that they are all the reason I'm looking at the dirt from the topside today.

Dr’s Sundararaman, Botero and Mudad aside from being extremely talented, have what we call in my business an “Exceptional Care Quotient”, their compassion and gentleness were just what one needs in this type of “Situation”. 
Their nurse/Assistants Michelle and Angel are incredible as were the Radiology Techs whose gentle thoughtfulness and attentiveness during my daily ordeal on the RACK was much appreciated.

The Team in Chemo is the Best and again that “Exceptional Care Quotient” was there, warm blankets, a soothing touch, cooling drinks and some of the best needle pushing I've ever experienced.

What can I say about the Rehab Team but W O W!!!! The Physical Therapists have some of the best hands in the business.

And then there are My Angels of Speech Therapy.

When I first met Marci Kahn and Caren Chase, I was immediately impressed with their professionalism and thoroughness. Caren coached me through the bulk of the 58 sessions and I cannot find enough words to express my gratitude for the manner in which she took me thorough the toughest fight of my life.

Radiation left me in such bad shape with pain so intense that I swore I could never recover, that I would never be able to eat solid food again. Caren was having none of that. Week after week, session after session, she coached, cajoled, coddled, disciplined, challenged and taught me. 
She answered all my questions with great patience explaining each step with illustrations and literature. 

I truly believe that without her gentle but firm guidance, I could not have reached the level of recovery I now enjoy. From soup and Jell-O to a Steak Dinner in 9 months, I cannot thank her enough. She truly was my Guardian Angel. [And her Chocolate Chip-Banana Bread is “Da’ BOMB”]

And while the Memorial Health System strives for a 5 on a scale of 1 - 5 …
you all rate a 10 in my book.
THANK YOU ONE AND ALL!

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Uncle Chuck Note:> As of November 2020, 
I was 12+ YEARS CANCER FREE!
until...

The Saga Continues!  
Click the Archives on the right ==>
[if your on a computer]
or the link below 
for the next episode

{Uhhhh... ya might want to grab another bottle... the next episode is ANYTHING but brief}


NOT Another Un-Planned Diet !?! or - N.T.D.I.P ~ Part II {Say WHAT?} 2020-2021

PREFACE II

This "Journal", started in 2008, was originally written to document my 2007 battle with Squamous Cell Carcinoma of the head and neck in my left tonsil, thru chemo/radiation treatment and finally rehab, for the benefit of future patients to: 
"Hear it Like It Is"
from someone who truly has "Been There - Done That" and not just the usual "Doom & Gloom" that the attending physicians and technicians initially present to highlight worst case scenarios.

In 2020, a subsequent re-occurrence of Squamous Cell Carcinoma in my upper esophagus caused this episode to be written and  entitled: “Not Another Un-Planned Diet!?!”, or “N.T.D.I.P. Part II”.

Uncle Chuck Note: 
This journal will be filed with a lot of medical terms that I don't 
want to waste time or space explaining so Click on any of the 
Blue links for in-depth definitions.

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So here’s the deal. 
And we all know when something begins with:
“Here’s the Deal”, 
it’s usually about anything but - 
“The Deal”.

Uhhh...then again, maybe not, read on.

THIS - Deal - is really about sequels.  Truth be told, I'm not big on sequels.  The majority are mere attempts to create a franchise of some sort based on a successful original thought, and usually just a white-washed rehash of the same characters with a shakier plot.  
And while many of them attempt to continue the story line with new or somewhat relevant/clever content and character development, some work -  but most don’t.  The Godfather III comes to mind – seriously - too many contrived situations.

[This is the part where we again suggest you grab a glass [or two] of your favorite beverage, kick your feet up and settle in, this will take a while...]


And with that in mind...

If you had the patience to slog through the marathon that was the original: 
Not the Diet I Planned, 
what follows may seem to be a re-hash of my 2007 saga - I promise you, it IS NOT!

If you didn’t read the Original N.T.D.I.P.
It might help to head on over to: 

*CLICK* >>> Not The Diet I Planned <<<*CLICK*

Or just *CLICK* the Archive on the Right >>>

[Uhhh...  maybe you should grab the whole Bottle.] 

Go Ahead,  I'll wait for you here.  













Still Waiting...












OK good, you're back... 
Now where was I?

Oh yeah, you were about to ask: 
"What's with the Title of this segment:" 
'NOT Another Unplanned Diet!?!"
 
Hang on... we'll get around to that in a bit.


As I was saying...

THIS, therefore, is NOT a Sequel but a new Chapter in my apparently never ending struggle to maintain some semblance of balance and sanity while attempting to find the REAL Meaning of Life as a Cancer Survivor.

 Seriously, I WAS a 12 year Cancer Survivor until…  


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Captain’s Log
Week of 09 Nov 2020

Wednesday 12 November - 4:00PM
“Good afternoon, Mr. Mercurio, this is Valerie at Gastro Health, can you be available for a TeleMed Call* tomorrow at 9:00AM, Dr. Maratchi would like to speak with you?”

*TeleMed Calls:
 The latest affront to personalized Medical Care Giving -  
Ultra-Safe Distancing via a Video call from your Doctor 
due to the safety constraints created by the ongoing
Covid 19 crisis. And yeah - 
it's kinda hard to take your vital signs on Video!
 
OK, this DOES seem to be a rehash of 2007 – just different players! 

Naww... but we'll just Flash Back a few months a bit for clarity. 
 
Having "survived" a traumatic bout with Stage III Squamous Cell Carcinoma of the Left Tonsil 13 years ago that involved  6 weeks of Chemo and Radiation 52 Speech therapy sessions and a year of recovery,  sometime in August 2020, I began to experience some unusual discomfort in swallowing.  

While over the past 13 years I have had significant Dysphagia and fibrosis in the throat muscles due to the damage done by the Photon radiation and Chemotherapy treatments in 2007, this issue was different.  This was a burning on the other side of my throat, opposite the site of the cancerous tonsil that was removed March 21, 2007. 

Note - PHOTON Radiation, delivers a wide field x-rays, or beams of photons, to the tumor and beyond it. This can damage nearby healthy tissues and can cause significant side effects. By contrast, PROTON radiation delivers a beam of proton particles directly to and stops at the tumor, so it's less likely to damage nearby healthy tissues

Not wanting to panic too much, I went to see Dr. Abraham Jaguan, [pronounced Ha-gwan] the ENT who had diagnosed and operated on my original issue in 2007 and who has treated my various sinus and throat issues ever since.
 
Over the next 2 months of increasing discomfort, several in-depth examinations failed to uncover any abnormalities that he could see, finally deducing that the spot where I was indicating the pain appeared to be more in the upper esophagus than the oropharynx.  

Since it was below where he could see with his scope, he recommended I see a Gastroenterologist for an endoscopic exploration.
  
He also suggested that a minor Dilatation might relieve some ongoing dysphagia issues while we were at it.
 
That’s where:
Dr. Leon Maratchi

 














entered the picture in early November 2020 and who, after a brief consult immediately ordered an Endoscopy to take a look - along with the fore mentioned dilatation.

Now where were we... oh yeah,

Thursday 12 November – 8:30AM,
So, 30 minutes early - as instructed, I logged into a Zoom Meeting,  and caught Dr. Maratchi in his car - He'll call back when he gets to his office.
 
Cue echoes of that all too familiar line from 
March 17, 2007…

 “Good Morning Mr. Mercurio,” he starts, “There’s no easy way to say this, so here it is… after the dilatation, I took several biopsies of a mass I found in your esophagus and they came back positive for squamous cell carcinoma of the upper esophagus.”
 
{Uhhh, to quote the Late-Great Yogi Berra
“It’s like Déjà vu – All over again”}
 
Dr. Maratchi continues,
"I'm setting up a consult for you with a Thoracic Surgeon, Dr. Mark Block, to discuss Surgery to remove the Tumor.”  
 
We'll now, ain’t that just dandy!

BUT, at least I had 13 GOOD years!
  
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Captains Log
Week of 16 November 2020
Monday - 9:00AM

The Good News:
Dr. Mark I Block

Thoracic Surgeon at Memorial Cancer Institute in Hollywood is considered one of the Best.

The not so Good News:
If there aren’t adequate margins - good clearance above and below the tumor - to re-sect the esophagus, and due to the presumed proximity of the tumor to the juncture of the esophagus and the larynx, surgery is probably not possible without also removing the voice box.

Uhhhhh… THAT’s not happening!

"What else ya got Doc?”

To better assess the approximate location of the tumor and to be sure the cancer has not metastasized anywhere else in my body, Dr. Block orders a PET CT scan, before we proceed any further.  Once those results come in, he'll schedule an endoscopy and Ultra-Sound to more precisely locate the problem.  

He also plans to insert a PEG Tube in anticipation of the next step – Chemo/Radiation therapy.  The reason for the PEG is that during and after the radiation, it is anticipated that my throat will begin to get inflamed, scarred and restricted as it did back in 2007, thereby inhibiting my ability to swallow adequate nutrition.  The only way to get said nutrition is to force liquid nutrition, and anything else that will fit, thru the PEG directly into my stomach.
 
But Wait… There’s more – 
“Tell ‘em what else they get Johnny!"
 
Now if all this wasn’t enough…
 
Prior to all this mishigas, I had gone to see Neurosurgeon
Dr. Clinton Burkett









about possible cervical spine surgery/Artificial Disc Replacement or whatever, to relieve the increasing pain I was experiencing in my neck and left arm, not to mention a few bulging cervical discs. Mostly due to the significant damage done to my cervical spine and trapezoid muscles by the radiation treatment in 2007 and a couple decades of hunching over my computer keyboard.  Dr Burkett orders an MRI to assess the damage and develop a potential treatment plan.
 
Of course after reviewing the MRI, Dr. Burkett concludes, as have all the previous Neurosurgeon’s [3] that I've seen in the past several years, that since the radiation damage was significant, as well as my spine having lost it's curvature and the Stenosis is so  advanced, surgery is the last option - if at all - that he’ll consider. Not to mention that Insurance companies want all conservative approaches taken first, i.e. Pain management, Physical Therapy, etc.
 
So Yeah - in the middle of all the Cancer Drama - Physical Therapy was scheduled, with:
Eileen Gavilondo









one of the Physical Therapists who treated me with  post cancer therapy back in 2007. 

Additionally, I scheduled an appointment with Dr. 
Dr Andrew Chang
Anesthesiologist, to consider Pain management injections and possible Radio Frequency Ablation [RFA] to abate the pain.

Sooo...
The afternoon of the 16th, after my meeting with Dr. Block and all the "Good News - Not So Good News" stuff - Dr Chang gave me my first epidural nerve block to relieve some of my neck issues.

Maybe the epidural will help relieve some of the discomfort, particularly that which I'm bound to experience during our upcoming travels [see below].
[p.s. - not really]
 
Meanwhile, back at Memorial Cancer Institute…
 
Tuesday – 11:45AM
My next stop is to meet with:
Dr. Jennifer Zikria

 









Medical Oncologist and the "Quarterback" of my medical team, to discuss a Chemo/Radiation plan.
 
And of course, she will coordinate a meeting for me on 24th  with my previous Radiologist
Dr. Srinath Sundararaman 









[say that fast 3 times after a few scotch on the rocks] 

Are you Sure this isn’t a sequel?”

NO… Just read on:
 
Now, In spite of C.D.C. Covid-19 Travel Cautions, we already had plans to fly to Atlanta on the 22nd to spend Thanksgiving with our son Brian and his girlfriend Terri.  As such, the meeting with Sri scheduled for the 24th would be via TeleMed.  And yes, Sri and I are on a first name basis – I tend to get personal with people who, for 5 years, had regularly stuck all sorts of stuff up my nose and down my throat.
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Captains Log
Week of 22 November 2020

The early Sunday Flight to Atlanta was uneventful. Brian and Terri met us at the airport and had Mimosa’s, Hot Cocoa and Bagels with schmear waiting for us in the car... but of course!.

Now THAT’s what I call a Car Service!!! 
[Uber/Lyft… are you paying attention here?]
 
November 24 - Tuesday 3:30PM
The TeleMed call with Sri happened as scheduled. He’d had a chance to see the PET scan report and reported that fortunately the cancer was still contained in the esophageal region and had not spread anywhere else.  Well now… at least some good news -{I Think}.
 
While I had him on the line I inquired about Gama/Cyber Knife therapy as opposed to the Photon Beam Radiation I had previously, which did all the damage and possibly contributed significantly to the current situation.  He advised that those modalities were too intense for the area affected.

However, Proton Beam therapy would be an excellent option to kill these type of tumor cells due to its more focused and exact beam that stops at the target [somewhat like a dot matrix printer if your old enough to know what one of those is] without passing through it
This type of treatment can reduce the amount of radiation damage to healthy organs and tissue around,  near or behind a tumor.

Unfortunately, they don’t have that technology at Memorial, but… the Miami Cancer Institute at Baptist Hospital in South Miami does and he would make a call to his connections there for a consult.
 
We agreed to table any further discussions on treatment until I met with Dr. Block, 
since he was the one who ordered the PET scan to discuss surgery – one-last-time - or other possible treatment plans.
 
Thanksgiving week was the priority for now and we took full advantage of everything that Brian and Terri had planned - all of which is a lovely story - but for another time.

Suffice it to say: It was a GREAT Visit.
 
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Captains Log
Week of 30 November 2020

Oh… and it just keeps getting better… NOT!
 
Monday 5:00PM
After the flight back home and not feeling like cooking dinner, we head to Hooters for Wings and beer.
 
Tuesday 7:00PM
By early morning, I realized that Hooters had not been a good idea -  I was having a severe gastric pain.
Being a stubborn Sicilian, it took until 6:00pm before I relented and wound up spending the evening of  December 1st in the E.R. at Memorial Regional Hospital in Hollywood with what turned out to be a Serious gallstone attack

Upon discharge, E.R. Dr. DiDonato recommends I see a General Surgeon and get the Gall Bladder taken out, it was only gonna get worse.
 
Oh sure now… just keep piling it on why dontcha?!?
 
Wednesday 3:15PM
Another PT session with Eileen kept me moving however
 since Chemo and possibly radiation is a reality regardless of which route we take, Dr. Block schedules a Chemo Port insertion on the 7th so they don’t have to keep looking for a vein each time I undergo 4 hours of chemo treatment.  
 
Friday 2:00PM
And of course due to theCovid 19 pandemic Memorial Regional Hospital Systems protocol requires that I get  a COVID test 72 hours prior to any procedure.  Sooo... it’s off to the Memorial Regional Conference Center where the “Swab Squad” does the Covid testing.
 
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Captains Log
The Week of 7 December 2020
 
The weeks dance card filled up rapidly starting with:
 
Monday 7:00AM
The Chemo port is inserted at Memorial Regional’s Outpatient lab.  Of course for some unexplained reason I decide that since I'm right handed - not that it really matters - the port should be on the left side. Only to realize later, that's the side I sleep on, and the car seat belt rides right up on it.  Hey, 
it sounded like a good idea at the time.   
Oh welllll...
 
Tuesday is a particularly full day where we will be racking up the mileage starting at:

8:00AM
With another Covid Test at Memorial prior to Block’s Endoscopy and PEG Tube Procedure which is scheduled for Friday.
 
11:00AM
Then it was a rush from Hollywood to Aventura for a meeting with Dr. Jeremy Gallego-Eckstein, General Surgeon regarding the Gall Bladder Removal, who, after hearing the December 1st emergency room saga, immediately schedules surgery for the following Tuesday so as to not create complications with Friday's PEG Tube insertion.

2:00PM
Next, another race 40 miles further south to Kendall for the meet with:

Dr. Adeel Kaiser









at the Miami Cancer institute at Baptist Hospital to discuss the possibility of Proton Beam Therapy and all its pros/cons.
 
After reviewing all the data available from the 2007 radiation treatments that Sri at Memorial had transmitted to him, he agrees that I am a candidate for the Proton Beam. But, since I want one last shot at considering Surgery first, we leave the final decision for after Block’s Endoscopy/Ultra-Sound to determine the exact location. 
I REALLY want this bugger cut out... NOW!
 
Wednesday 10:00 AM
Finds me with my Primary Physician Dr. Scott Oxenhandler getting a Medical Clearance for the Gall Bladder Procedure.
 
Thursday 9:00AM
I'm back with Dr. Zikria for blood work and to discuss the Chemo plan.  Only… she has just heard from Sri, who was informed by Dr. Kaiser at Baptist, that he had referred my case to the Baptist Head & Neck Oncology and Thoracic surgery teams for an evaluation regarding surgery. 
All agree that we should wait on Block’s Endoscopy to assess whether Surgery may still be an option before proceeding with any other plans.
 
Thursday 1:00 PM
Sees me on the exercise machines with Eileen my favorite PT therapist.  Actually my only PT therapist this time around.
 
However, after further evaluation, in light of the PEG tube, chemo port and the potentially complicated schedule involving the ensuing Chemo/Radiation Therapies, which we anticipate will have me pretty fatigued as in the past, she decides we need to suspend the therapy sessions until after all this drama so as to avoid injuring anything else. 
 
So much for relieving my Neck issues. If I survive everything else, we can look to start back then. 

Whenever THEN is.
 
Friday 9:00AM
And I'm at Memorial Hospital West where, 
under General Anesthesia and in LA LA Land [not the Ryan Gosling-Amy Adams Movie], Dr. Block is shoving all sorts of endoscopic stuff down my throat, including the PEG tube, using the spot of the previous tube in 2007 to stick it out my side. 

All went well and I was back home recuperating by 1:30PM, surprised that I wasn’t feeling like I had just gone 10 rounds with Mike Tyson.
 
Side Note:
Unfortunately, the “En-Fit” feeding valve on the PEG tube didn’t match the 60ml universal feeding syringe they sent me home with.  After the usual research, I eventually replaced the useless valve with a universal valve I found online. 
Yeah… Go ahead and say it Rene… I'm not happy unless I'm “jerry-rigging” something.
 
 Saturday 12 Noon
And it’s back to Memorial for more Covid testing in preparation for the Gall Bladder Procedure next Tuesday. 
I am now on a first name basis with all the nurses of the Memorial COVID SWAB SQUAD who suggest that I should be getting frequent flyer miles for all my trips there. 
Thanks ladies.  Please co-ordinate that with DELTA Airlines Sky Miles program, would ya?
 
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Captains Log
Week of 14 December
 
December 15 -
Tuesday 
8:00AM Comes… 
and the Gall Bladder Goes. 

In a groggy Post-operative state, I can hear Dr. Eckstein on the phone assuring my wife that all went well and what I should expect from all the air he had to pump into me to facilitate the arthroscopic procedure. 
Namely Lots of arbitrary pain spikes as the bubbles move around alllll over my body. [See the 10 Round Mike Tyson note above.]

Oh Joy!
 
December 16 - 
Wednesday 
Dr. Block calls with results of the endoscopy, Esophageal Ultra-sound and the Gastric Biopsies he took while rummaging around my insides.  
The biopsies were negative, however while the endoscopy indicates an approximate location of the tumor plus or minus a millimeter or two,  due to the previous radiation scarring and the changing layers of the esophagus, the Ultrasound is inconclusive.  The advanced fibrosis in the upper esophageal sphincter from the previous radiation limited what he could see.

He re-iterates that from his viewpoint, surgery still does not seem to be an option at this time without an laryngectomy as well but has arranged a consult with Memorial Oncological Surgery ENT Dr. Carlos Perez-Mitchell to see if he might find a way to cut out the tumor without affecting the voice box. 
 
Since everyone is out for the Holiday’s next week that Consult is scheduled for the 28th of December.
 
NOW… 

During all this, Brian’s friend JJ, a Medical Recruiter in Orlando, suggested reaching out to his connections at the Orlando branch of M.D. Anderson, one of the Foremost Cancer Research and treatment centers headquartered in Texas, to see if there might be a new cutting edge surgical or therapeutic procedure, and a team either in Orlando or Dallas, that could facilitate removal of the tumor without touching the voice box. 

Dr. Block also offers to reach out to his connections at M.D. Anderson,  as does my High School classmate, Oncological Surgeon Dr. Carlos Suarez.  

Yeah, I got everyone working every angle possible. Hey, what have I got to lose?
  
December 19 – Thursday
Dr. Kaiser at Baptist calls to inform me that he has most of the 
previous treatment Data from Sri’s team. However, since 13 years ago they didn’t have digital records as they do now - it's mostly paper and he had to translate it to their system requirements. in the meantime he schedules a CT Simulation Scan for the 29th to better identify what we are shooting at and where, 
While he awaits a little more information to begin formulating a treatment plan.
 
And of course, since the CT SYM is a PROCEDURE, I need to get another Covid Test on the 23rd - this time at Baptist.  
Try as I may to convince them to let me get the test at Memorial [Hey… I am a frequent flyer there] they balk as they don’t have access to test records at Memorial. 
And since the procedure isn’t at Memorial, THEY won't test me without an order from a Memorial doctor anyway.
 
December 23 – Tuesday
Sooo... we hike down to Baptist for the Covid test, with the Grandsons in tow with plans to take them to lunch after the test in Coconut Grove and for whatever else in we can squeeze in.  
Hell, might as well make it a Family Outing.

We had a Great Lunch at Greenstreet's, and then a visit to The Barnicle followed by Gelato on the way home.  
Grandson time is becoming much more precious in the scheme of things.
  
December 28 - Monday
Dr. Kaiser reports that he has received all the data he needs from Memorial as well as Dr. Block’s endoscopy report and has referred the case - one - last - time, to his ENT/Thoracic team at Baptist to evaluate surgical options.

The Bad News:
They concur with Dr. Block’s original assessment – surgery is not an option without affecting the Voice Box.  
I also meet with Dr. Perez-Mitchell who also concurs with Dr. Block and the Baptist team.
 
The Good “News {?}:
They all concur with Dr.’s Kaiser and Sundararaman – Proton Beam therapy in conjunction with a solid Chemo regimen as prescribed by Dr. Zikria, is most definitely indicated as the most effective treatment plan at this time.
 
OK Guys I get it:  
SURGERY IS NOT AN OPTION!
Sheesh, ya can't fault a guy for trying every angle. 
 
Sooo... we need to get the show on the road, and the M.D. Anderson exploratory option is also discarded.
 
December 29 - Tuesday
Time for the Scheduled Dosimetry Simulation. 
[Before you start your radiation treatments, you will have a treatment planning procedure called a simulation (SIM-yoo-LAY-shun). You will not get any radiation during your simulation. During your simulation, your radiation therapists will take imaging scans. They may mark your skin with tiny tattoo dots.]

This is where they take CT images with iodine contrast to simulate and insure the accuracy of the treatment field.  It is also where they fashion a heat softened Nylon Mask that they mold to every contour of my face and upper body along with a custom molded foam back, head and shoulder support. These will be used to stabilize my whole upper torso when they bolt the mask and me down on the radiology table to keep me perfectly aligned and immobile during the upcoming treatments.
They then take “Port Films” during the SYM to mark the target points to be used in further refining the alignment for the treatment plan. 
 
The mask used at Memorial i
n 2007 just covered the top of my head to my chin and I was bolted to a flat table for treatment with no molded head, neck and back support.

This mask at Baptist extends down my chest to just below my pecs immobilizing my head, shoulders and upper thoracic area on the molded back brace.    

The Photon Beam used in 2007 “Cooked” me with a very broad beam from my nose to my shoulders from 9 different angles - 360 degrees around my neck and head.
The Proton Beam operates in Millimeters, and they will be precisely aiming at 3 different angles with a span from 8 to just 20 centimeters below my oropharynx and they REALLY don’t want me moving. 
 
January 4 - Monday
After evaluating the final batch of data from Memorial, Dr. Kaiser  orders a final MRI in an attempt to locate the tumor as accurately as possible. The MRI ordered by Dr. Burnett for my cervical evaluation was too degraded a m
y chronic sinusitis and post nasal drip caused me to cough too much and move during the process.]

The MRI Team at Baptist were great in giving me a heads up 
so I could cough and clear my throat just to before each scan segment started to minimize movment during the san. 
 
January 5 – Tuesday
Dr. Zikria has finalized the Chemo Plan and is waiting for Kaiser to get his plan together so they can co-ordinate the Chemo start date with the Proton start.

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Captains Log
The week of the 11 January
 
Involved Blood tests and another medical release from my Primary Care Physician Dr. Scott Oxenhandler to clear me to begin the Proton Treatment which is finally scheduled to begin January 20th.
 
Dr. Kaiser has determined the most effective treatment plan involves twice a day sessions on - “the Rack” as I call it - 6 hours apart.  This will require getting to Kendall early in the AM and back again in the afternoon for the second dose. 

My ever caring and supportive SUPER wife Illy insists that she travel with me daily, in the event the treatments start to knock me out as they did in 2007.  This is going to take some planning as we struggle to figure out what to do in the Kendall area for 6 hours between treatments versus driving back and forth to Hollywood on that 30 mile long - perpetually under construction parking lot – a/k/a - the Palmetto Expressway [FL- SR 836]

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Captains Log
The week of 18 January
 
January 18 - Monday
With Dr.'s Kaiser and Zikria finally setting treatment plans and start dates, my first Chemo session takes place in the Memorial Regional Infusion Lab. 

Interesting Side Note:
The Infusion Lab is in Suite 270 [second floor] of the Memorial Cancer Institute. However, due to Covid restriction, you can't get there from the usual side entrance and elevators downstairs in the Memorial Cancer Institute treatment wing.  You have to go 
across the street to the Medical Office building and take the elevator up to the 3rd floor, trek to the end of the hall - that actually crosses over the street below - and down the elevator there to the 2nd floor and the Infusion Lab.

I was greeted by the most delightful Lab Manager Debbie Musiker who does an OUTSTANDING Job running a pretty cool place where some truly caring and dedicated nurses - Dominique, John, Farrah, Alina Amy,  Reja, Darlene and Chastity to name a few - do their best to make the process as bearable as possible.
  
Illy gets to go along on the first session to see where and what I will be going through every Monday for the next 6 weeks.  This is where I meet Nicole Bradford, RN who administers my first dose of a handful of preparatory drugs, to help me handle the combination of Carboplatin and Paclitaxel [Taxol] without too much nausea.  These Toxic Cancer Killers are formulated on the spot in their state of the art pharmacy lab based on my body weight and temperature at that time.
 
Warm blankets, hot soup, sandwiches or wraps if you want it and lots of great, comforting vibes from the team in the lab are in abundance.  There is even individual mini TV’s for each recliner in semi-private cubicles.
 
Knowing it would be a 3-4 hour session I brought my laptop and iPad to help kill the time.  At least I can get a little day trading in as well as keep up with this journal – as it all happens.
  
January 20 – Wednesday 
Finds us at Miami Cancer Institute at Baptist Hospital.
Rather than starting right in with 2-a-days, the first of the Proton Treatments is scheduled for 2:15PM in Proton Gantry 1 named POSITIVE, and is expected to be longer than usual to make sure they have the plan fully in place.  

The other Gantries are named:
 #2 OVERCOME & #3 HONOR, all fed by a gigantic cyclotron named EMPOWER that generates the Proton beam. 

Periodically, depending on the amount of treatments going on at the same time in all 3 gantries,  we may have to wait on Empower to gear back up to get the beam.

There is an electronic sign in the waiting room that periodically gives status updates of: on time or delayed by [x] Minutes, which may, or may not, get updated in real time.

We are greeted in the waiting room by Lead Therapist 
AMANDA
who takes us back to the Gantry 1 [Illy gets to come along to see this marvel of technology and take pictures of where I'll be spending the morning and afternoons ] 
and introduces us to: 
AHSAN
ANA
STEPHANIE
NESTOR
SHALELIA
KHALID

all who at one time or another will be bolting my head to the "Rack" under the enormous device that will project the beam at its target and monitoring the procedure.

They are THE TOPS and in various combinations will be with me through both AM and PM treatments. 
 
Gantry 1 – is an enormous machine with a Proton projector suspended in a circular, tunnel like structure that rotates 360 degrees around an articulating table which can position me in infinite number of angles to facilitate accurate beam targeting and penetration.  
The table is so sensitive that if I even twitch or cough too hard, it Dings "ERROR" and stops.  

This is my position for the next 6 weeks.
 
Since I have to take off my shirt in a room [which I swear is kept at 50 degrees] to keep the machines cooled, warm blankets are available to make the ordeal a bit more comfortable before the mask, and my head, is bolted down to the table.
AND... they will play my preferred musical selection as a distraction.  Sinatra and Light Jazz, of course.
 
The treatment begins by lining me up with lasers on all sides to lock in on the markers on either side of the mask. One at the neck level, one on my chin and one at the top of my sternum. 
This is followed by imaging from 3 different angles to insure that the beam positioning meets the plan and all is in sync.  

Remember, they work in millimeters and take great pains to insure that I am perfectly aligned, constantly tugging and nudging me into position.  All sorts of robot arms and scanners come out of the walls of the Gantry to facilitate the alignment.  This needs to be done each time I mount the table.
 
Next the projector is rotated down so the team can insert a special lens 


That will help to focus the depth of the first phase of the treatment when the projector is rotated directly above me.  The “rack” then adjusts to the proper position as the Projector lowers and begins the first dose.

The whole thing then rotates to my right side to remove the special lens and then rotates up at a certain angle for dose two, then to my left side for the final dose as the “Rack” re-adjusts my angle and position.
 
Of course with this super cold room, warm blanket not withstanding, you just know that my sinusitis kicks in and the ensuing coughing and heavy swallowing is making “Please Keep Still – Chuck” very challenging.  

In the weeks that follow I finally figure out the best lead time co-ordinate my anti-histamine nasal spray with my scheduled “Rack Time” to keep the post nasal flow to a minimum.

The first session goes as well as can be expected and after a post treatment meeting for evaluation with Dr. Kaiser and his team of:

Angelique Morris, APRN









and Janneth Gilgori, 








his Medical Assistant, we head home with a schedule for the rest of the week.
 
On the Bright Side…
 
Apparently, Illy has kept some family members updated on my condition and upcoming ordeal. And, upon hearing through the MONTALVO "Family Grapevine" of our dilemma of what to do for the 6 hours between treatments, her Primas [“cousins” in Spanish] Luly and 
Belkys, graciously invited us to spend the down time in Luly's spacious home near Sweetwater with a private bedroom for me to catch a nap if need be.
This is a lot closer than having to drive back and forth to Hollywood and is a big load off our minds.
Thank God for La Familia!!!
 
The weeks that follow look to be challenging but will become more manageable as we move into a daily routine that starts with a jolt from bed at 5:00AM to be in the car by 6:15 for the race to Kendall.
Fortunately the Palmetto Parking Lot… err… uh…. Expressway, has an express lane and for $1.50 Southbound, you can breeze past the perpetual car jam that backs up from 103rd street to 154th street and sometimes as far back as around the bend at 167th Street.
 
Illy says it’s like she was back at work all over again when she used make this trip every day for the last 20 of her 35 years at BAPCO albeit on the Fla Turnpike.  
 
At 70+ mph, barring heavy traffic, the trip takes a little under 45 minutes and we pull into the parking garage at Baptist with enough time for Covid processing at the entrance. 
 
Due to the Covid Crisis, every day, regardless of being there daily, one must get a temperature check at the entrance and be escorted to a clerk in the converted Cafeteria that asks the same 7 questions regarding contact with individuals with Covid-19, fever, diarrhea, etc. before being allowed in. 
 
Then it’s a hike, nearly 3 football fields – actually 854 feet [after high school I briefly worked as a land surveyor and can still pace off distances pretty accurately] past the Photon Section to a hallway at the opposite end of the 1st floor connecting to the Proton Beam Therapy and Research Building where I'm issued my daily wrist band and sent to wait on my team to come get me for Rack Time. 
 
Note to Baptist Management:
Rather than printing and issuing a new wristband to a repeating patient every time they check in for therapy, take a page from Memorial Regional's program in Hollywood.  When I went through my ordeal in 2007 they issued a card with a bar code that I scanned every time on entry which automatically checked me in and notified the Therapist that I was in the waiting room.  Think of the money saved on bracelets and repeat printing of patient Id’s. 
Probably enough to provide a Cafecito for all the staff lining up for one in the cafeteria every morning. 😁
 
January 21 - Thursday
We begin our daily routine with the pre-dawn race to Kendall for my first Treatment.  The Gantry 1 team has been alerted that after this week they will have a few challenging cases including infants that need special scheduling.  So as to not delay my time on the rack, which happens often when treating the kids, they have requested I be the first one in at 7AM and hope to have my 2nd dose in the early afternoon to get us on the road home early enough to avoid the drive time jam up.  They really try to accommodate as much as possible.
 
After the morning session we look to have breakfast somewhere on the way to Luly’s.  Today we settle on trying the Chuck Wagon on 117th Avenue for some oversized pancakes and eggs.  For now they go down fairly easily.

Then it was off to Luly’s house and Belkys’ REAL Cafecito and various delectables that she delights in spoiling me with until it’s time to head back for dose #2 and then home.
 
January 22 – Friday
Pretty much the same as Thursday, on the road by 6:15 for dose one and today we tried Waffle House on Sunset. It was so much like eating in a Refrigerator as to be uncomfortable.  Scratch that one.

After several hit and misses looking for a decent breakfast stop on the way to Luly’s, including the cute little bakery/café up the street from the hospital, we settle on Sergio’s at 107th and Kendall for our daily stop.  Great breakfast choices, excellent service and reasonably priced.

After a few hours at Luly’s we were back at Baptist for round 2 and then on the Palmetto Parking lot for the ride home.

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 Captains Log
The weeks of 25 January – 12 February
 
The weeks that followed were pretty similar, starting with the early morning Monday race to Kendall for the AM dose and back to Hollywood for Chemo.

Tuesday Thru Friday two-a-day doses with down time in between at Luly’s.

One minor hiccup in the routine was February 10th when we got a call from Amanda [head Therapist] on our way in for the afternoon dose. They were having a problem with super sensitive table in Gantry #1 and there would be a slight delay while they worked on it.  
After arriving at the re-scheduled time, it was a bit of a wait and, upon finding the repair might last awhile, they reshuffle appointments and move me to Gantry #2 for the afternoon treatment.  
These guys are SOOOO GOOD!
  
AND THEN…
 
Amid all this, Illy had been diligently scouring the internet to see about getting the Covid-19 vaccine and stumbles on a message from the City of Hollywood that allows her to register us for shots to be administered at the Carriage Hills retirement community on Sterling Rd in North Hollywood.  WOW what a find.

We get schedule for our first dose on January 31st.
Expecting long lines we get to Carriage Hills an Hour ahead of time and low an behold, we park, walk up, get forms from the National Guard who are monitoring the site, and within 10 minutes he have our shots and are sitting out the 15 minute wait to head home. 
Our second dose is set for February 14th [our Valentine’s Day Present] and the process was just a quick.
 
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Captains Log
The week of – 15 February
This will be a short week – Monday thru Wednesday - as the Proton Gantries and Cyclotron will undergo periodic maintenance Thursday thru Sunday.
 
That said, it’s still the same routine:
Monday - Radiation at Baptist at 7AM and Chemo at Memorial in Hollywood at 1PM, with 2-a-days Tuesday and Wednesday.
 
By now my throat was starting to stiffen up and swallowing was becoming a bit more difficult but not impossible.

Dr. Zikria prescribes SULCRlAFATE [normally used to treat ulcers and upset stomach] to cool down the heat going on inside along with “Magic Mouthwash” [equal parts of Lidocaine, Benadryl and Mylanta] to swish and Swallow to numb the sore spots.

But Hey... I'm also getting a helluva tan around my throat.
 
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Captains Log
The week of – 22 February
 
There is a light at the end of the tunnel and it apparently is not a freight train!
 
Monday the 22nd sees our last run to Kendal and Back for the Last Chemo Round in Hollywood.

Tuesday and Wednesday have our last 2-a-days on the Gantry #1 RACK and Voila…

It’s OVER! 

Well sorta – the worst is yet to come, but more on that later because…
 
Now I get to RING THE BELL signaling the End of My Treatments.
And, after a final treatment follow-up with Dr. Kaiser and the whole team, we all traipse out to the Lobby 
of the Proton Therapy Building for a Picture at the Bell.
My Team and Igor [The Mask}

And of course, since I never got to ring a bell 14 years ago after that little trip down PHOTON Radiation Lane in Hollywood, Janeth - Kaiser's Medical Assistant - and my ever-available angel on speed dial, suggests we trek on down to the PHOTON lobby and Ring the bell there… 

and WE DID!
 
Hugs and Tears around with these wonderful caring folks [more on them later] and Illy and I grab a Cafecito to savor the victory out by the Koi Pond, where…

Wait for it… 

Wait...

Wait… 

OK

There is an even Bigger Bell outside the entrance, soooooo…

Hell Yeah, you know I rang it TOO - Loud and Long!
 
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Captains Log
The weeks that follow
 
Now as I said above, the back half of this whole Deal [Remember “The Deal”?] begins.  

HEALING

This is where we'll see just what damage has been done and it doesn’t take long to show its ugly self.
 
By now, after 40 fractions of PROTON radiation and 6 rounds of Chemo, the inside of my esophagus is expected to resemble raw sausage, or sumpthin’ like that.
 
Eating by now has become a challenge but I still have not resorted to using the PEG tube - Stubborn Little Sicilian man! - and some things feel like they are hitting a speed bump on the way down.
 
Additionally, although the Beam Treatment Field was significantly below the Epiglottis, the cricopharyngeus muscle and the whole process of swallowing that it manages, i.e. deflecting the epiglottis and elevating the esophagus simultaneously with the backward movement of the tongue, is all out of whack and some stuff keeps getting caught in the middle, keeping the epiglottis from deflecting properly and I asperate and choke.  Even a sip of liquid to start the process sometimes works and sometimes it gets blocked too and, well, the result ain’t pretty.

Picture the “liquid spurting outta the nose” thing when your grandson tells an inappropriate joke at Thanksgiving dinner that you weren’t expecting while you have a mouthful of beer. 

Yeah… that sorta thing.
Sooo… ya take it  V E R Y  slow and easy.
 
Of course all this stuff going down the raw road to digestion manages to irritate everything and by Sunday the 28th of February, I start to cough up what appears to be bloody bits of esophageal lining, or maybe it’s Tracheal lining, or whatevah.
 
March 1 - Monday
At our first Evaluation with Dr. Zikria after treatments, nobody seems to know what the stuff I'm couighing up
 is, but:
“Not To Worry – It’s Natural considering your just a few days after treatments”

Oh… "it’s Natural"… that’s good to know… NOT!
 
But just in case [with my fear of having developed a Fistula, or hole between the esophagus and trachea] Dr. Zikria orders a CT Scan “STAT” to rule out any issues.
 
The scan comes back OK so, again, “Not to Worry!”

Yeah right… you do know who you’re talkin’ to Doc, right? 
The newly anointed “Patron Saint of Paranoia” – That’s who!
 
So… after a few doses of Sucralfate and Magic Mouthwash prior to eating and before bedtime, the lining shedding subsides.

Until… just before the next evaluation with Dr. Zikria on the 15th where another wad of something coughs up. 

“Not To Worry – You’re HEALING and probably still a bit inflamed.  But just in case, let’s try some Steroids.”

So a “6 day Dose pack” of dexamethasone is ordered to help reduce the inflammation.
 
March 15 - Monday
A Follow up with Dr. Zikria to check blood work etc. and we decide another short round of Steroids are in order to help reduce the ongoing inflammation and discomfort. 

At the same time a “Port Flush” is scheduled to make sure the Chemo port is flowing properly in case we ever have to use it during the 2 years they want it kept in.  Yeah, I get to have a semi-permanent lump under my shoulder for 2 years, or more… 

Oh Joy!
 
OK... I guess it's time to explain the title.

Back in 2007, when I underwent the first Radiation/Chemo Ordeal, I managed to lose 40+ pounds of unwanted weight, and was able to get down to my best fighting weight ever - 155.  Much to the dismay of my doctors at the time. 

Hence the Title of that saga:
NOT THE DIET I PLANNED!
{Now referred to as:
N.T.D.I.P. Part I]

Sooo... having put much of the weight back on since then, I was seriously hoping - again, much to the distress of my current doctors - to drop at least 20+ pounds this time around.  

Uhhhh... No!  Didn't happen.

It seems that since I have been actually eating solids, albeit in small bites, and not having to depend solely on Shakes and stuff that I could push down the PEG Tube, I have managed to keep most of the unwanted 20+ pounds.  

And since the Doctors wanted me bulking up on puddings, and high protein high calorie shakes and other stuff in anticipation of some weight loss, I almost added poundage until I started scaling back on the "keep your Weight Up" program.

Thus the Title of this Part II:
NOT ANOTHER UNPLANNED DIET
[Now N.T.D.I.P. Part II}

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Captain's Log
March - May

March 15 - Monday
A visit with Dr. Zikria for labs and to schedule another port flush.  It's also time to schedule a PET CT Scan for the 30th to see:
    A. If we GOT it ALL
    B. To insure it hasn't spread anywhere else.  
Ya never know.

Because of a variety of issues the PET gets rescheduled to April 20th, which everyone agrees is better because they presume that I'm  still "Glowing" from the Radiation and the results would be "IFFY".


April 20 - Tuesday
The PET CT happens and by Wednesday we get the Results:

ALL CLEAR... for now.  I'm still glowing a little but it's decided it's time for Dr. Block go to in on the 27th for an endoscopic inspection to see what, if any, real damage has been done.  

And of course... It's "a Procedure", so guess where I'm going again?
Yup, to visit the Covid Swab Squad.  

The nurses there just giggle and hand me a Yellow Sticky with "1000 Frequent Flyer Miles" in Pink Ink.  Their sense of humor is refreshing considering all that our Front Line Workers/HEROES are enduring during this pandemic.  

April 27 - Tuesday
Dr. Block does his endoscopic exploration and takes biopsies that come back negative.  
YEA!  

During the process he determines that the "Stricture" caused by the Trauma of the Radiation, has my esophagus narrowed to just about 1/2 inch or 8[+/]mm. He has difficulty using an Adult sized Endoscope, resorting  to a Pediatric scope to survey the whole esophagus down into my stomach. As such he decides we need to do the first of several Savary Dilatations to expand the esophagus and this is scheduled for the Friday - May 14th.

What, you might ask is:
Savary [Dilatation] Dilation ?

Savary-Gilliard hollow-centered dilators, called bougies [Booo-Gees] are used to dilate esophageal narrowing over an endoscopically placed spring-tipped guide wire which is advanced into the stomach under fluoroscopy. The size of first dilator used is chosen based on the initial endoscopic assessment of luminal caliber [the diameter of a lumen or tubular canal].


May 3 - Monday
Time for more Labs and Dr. Zikria, who is overly excited about my progress, the PET Results and Dr. Block's Plan... and.... and...  

Did I mention, she's always excited, which in the scheme of things is very reassuring and welcomed.  

Oh... and another Port Flush is scheduled the day before the Dilatation.  I wonder if I get frequent flyer miles there too?
[Debbie Says, "Uhhh... NO!]

Speaking of... 
Another Swab Squad trip has to happen before the Dilatation, but Hey... I have the Drill down pat.  
Head back, drop my mask just below the nose, 
brace for the 10 foot long swab they use to check my throat 

[ I swear, the swab is 10 feet if it's an inch], and I'm in and out in 10 minutes.  No extra mileage, or even a lollipop this time.

May 14 - Friday
After a port Flush on Thursday, I report to Memorial West at 9AM for an 11AM dilatation by Dr. Block. 
The prep team at Memorial West are the TOPS.  Warm blankets, gentle IV insertion and lots of positive vibes.

I get rolled into the Endoscopy Suite and Dr. Block proceeds to do his magic, best described here in his Operative notes:

The patient was taken to the endoscopy suite and following a preprocedural briefing IV sedation was administered.
He was turned into the left lateral decubitus and the upper endoscope advanced to the oropharynx.
The esophagus was intubated and the scope advanced to 18 cm where a circumferential stricture was encountered.
The Savary wire was advanced into the stomach under fluoroscopy. Savary dilators from #10, 12 and then 13 were advanced under fluoroscopy. Blood was noted on #12 and 13. The scope was reintroduced and advanced through the stricture.
Mucosal tears were noted with no indication of perforation.
The scope was advanced through the esophagus, stomach and into the duodenum.
The stomach and duodenum were normal. The GEJ was at 40 cm without evidence of hiatal hernia.
The scope was withdrawn and removed.
The patient was awakened and transferred to recovery room for postprocedural care.
The patient tolerated the procedure well and there were no complications.

All this to say, he spread the stricture out to about 13mm, which is pretty good, for now.

Because my esophagus had shrunk a bit from his first exam, Dr.  Block wants to re-dilate me again but will wait to see how well I tolerated the procedure.

In the meantime, he has entered orders for me to get evaluated for Speech therapy, much the same as back in 2007, to help facilitate healing and swallowing.

Now while all this is going on, the PET Scan of April 20th referred to indications of Emphysema. Everyone [ME] panicked and we, Dr. Zikria and I, decided it wouldn't hurt to see a pulmonologist, just to check it out further.

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Captain's Log
June - July
June 15 - Tuesday
An appointment with Dr. Benjamin Gittler, and subsequent Pulmonary Function Tests on the 22nd, showed that the Emphysema was a long term result of previous years of smoking and was pretty consistent over many years, with no advancement based on a CT performed in 2015.

Whew... another bullet dodged.

So... Now about the Speech therapy.

June 16 - Wednesday
To asses the need for Speech Therapy and a subsequent plan of care, Dr. Block schedules a MBSS [Modified Barium Swallow Study]. This is where I would swallow various liquids and soft foods with Barium added to asses how well my Crycopharyngeus was functioning and what, if any issues were occurring as I swallowed in front of a fluoroscope.   A pretty neat process, which I  had undergone twice in 2007/2008.  This time it was performed by Michelle Garmizo at Memorial South.  
The results indicated significant damage to the esophageal sphincter and Cricopharyngeus Function, thus a need for Therapy.

As my previous Speech Therapist Karen {Chase} Rose had since moved on, the results were re-evaluated by my New Speech Therapist, Heather Henry,  who proceeded to draw up a treatment plan for Dr. Block to approve and which was to begin ASAP.

As opposed to the therapy in 2007, there would be no Electric Tensors attached to my throat, YEA!.  
However there will be a series of swallow exercises - Effortful Swallows and the Mendelsohn Maneuver, along with the use of a breathing apparatus called the EMST 150 [Expiratory Muscle Strength Trainer] to re-train and strengthen the muscles and upper esophageal sphincter to work properly.

Therapy would proceed from July through Sept 1-2 days a week, with most of the exercises done at home.  Further evaluation will occur in early September to determine if more therapy is need after that.

July 12 - Monday
A previously scheduled PET Scan comes back...
ALL CLEAR!!! and again, on the 19th Dr. Zikria is excited, [so am I] so we celebrate with another Port Flush in the Chemo Lab and some Chicken Soup.

Hey... ya take the celebrations however they come.

Nothing else is gonna happen for  a couple of weeks because I will be up to my neck in final preparations for my 60 year High School Reunion which I have been in the process of producing over the last 2 years. It was supposed to take place in May of 2020 but the Pandemic had caused several postponements and I was anxious to see it to a successful conclusion.

The Reunion Weekend came off Waaaay better than I had hoped and now it was time to get on with my recovery.

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Captains Log
August 2021

Therapy resumes with Heather, who is a serious task master, exhorting me to keep up with my exercises and EMST, knowing that the week of my Reunion, nothing much was gonna happen.

Additionally, Dr. Block has another Savary Dilatation scheduled for the 30th so guess where I was headed... Yup - The Swab Squad.  
Only this time Memorial West requires I trek out there for the Nasal/oropharyngeal reaming.  And of course, lacking the sense of humor of the Memorial Regional SWAB SQUAD, they know nothing about Frequent {Swab} Flyer Miles.  Oh welllll...

July 30 - Tuesday
Dr. Block performs more of his Savary-Bougie magic and gets my throat dilated to 15mm, but the minor shrinkage from the last dilation has him concerned enough to schedule another Roto-Rootering of my throat in 3 weeks.

August 18 - Wednesday
So in between Therapy Sessions with Heather, I'm headed once again for... The Swab Squad.  
Only this time I've managed to sweet talk Mariam in Scheduling [yeah we're on first name basis by now] into letting me be reamed... err... uhh... swabbed, at Memorial Regional [around the corner from the house] to save another trek 10 miles West and back for a 5 minute swabbing.

August 20 - Friday
Dr. Block is out of town so his partner Dr. Francisco Antonio Tarrazzi comes off the bench and manages to stretch my esophagus to 18mm, the biggest Bougie they have.  Since everything down there is still a bit traumatized, the Bougie manages to make a small tear in the mucosa so I'll be on liquids and shakes for about a week.  
Not to worry, Block will re-evaluate in 2 weeks and we'll see where we go from there.

When I call his office the following Monday, Dr. Blocks APRN Carrie informs me that due to the recent Covid spike, they were restricting office visits and all appointments were to be "TeleMed". 
Uh... not what I wanted to hear.  How are you gonna evaluate the tear in my esophagus over a long distance video?  

She checks with Dr. Block who advises we wait 10 days to see how I feel and/or if I develop any side-effects before we schedule anything.

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Uncle Chuck Note: > We are now 1 year since my first symptoms in August 2020 that started this whole ordeal and truth be told, I'm pretty happy, if not totally amazed that I am this far along in recovery without most of the pain and recovery truma that I experienced up to this point in 2007.

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Captains Log
September 2021 

September 2
Time to see my Primary Doc - Scott Oxenhandler for my annual physical and bring him up to speed on the past few months.  I also advise him that since the dilatation and tear, I have been experiencing serious gastric distress, GERD etc.  I was concerned that it might have something to do with the esophageal tear, since it started right after the procedure of 20 August.   Additionally I was having more pain in the back of my throat that radiated into my ear.

He suggests I schedule an immediate consult with both my ENT Dr. Jaguan  and Dr. Maratchi at Gastro Health to evaluate both issues.

September 15
I couldn't get into see Dr. Jaguan until now as he is only in Hollywood on Wednesday's.  His diagnosis for the sharp pains radiating from the back of my throat to my ear is "referral nerve pain" and prescribes Gabapentin [an anti-convulsant - seizure drug] but warns it may make me out of sorts.  

Uncle Chuck Note: > YES IT DOES! 

I'll wait to see Maratchi before I continue with this stuff!

September 20
I meet with Dr. Maratchi who gets a bit annoyed when I report the dilation and tear in the esophageal tear.  He schedules a:
 XR ESOPHAGRAM W WATER SOLUBLE IODINATED CONTRAST
for the 23rd to check for leaks and possibly what's causing the gastric distress.

The scan comes back clear, nothing to worry about and he ups my once a day pantoprazole to Am and PM for 14 days to see it clears up the gastric issues.

I also elect to discontinue the Gabapentin, the phantom ear pain hasn't presented since my visit to Jaguan.  
It did help a bit with my neck pain but not enough to walk around dopey all day.

September25
The speech Therapy authorization runs out on the and Heather has to get Dr. Block to Order more sessions so we have to wait for that to happen before she can put in the plan of care for the insurance to authorize.

Truth be told, Florida Blue has been pretty good about authorization and paying most of my costs so I probably shouldn't complain too much but... 
We are constantly at the mercy of the insurance companies for authorizations and what they will and won’t cover entirely, so don't get me started.

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Captains Log
October 2021 
October 4
And I'm in the tunnel at P.E.T. Imaging for a scan in preparation for my next evaluation and port flush with Dr. Zikria, which won't happen until the the 19th.  

We've got a little runaway planned for a week with Brian and Terri on Santa Rosa Beach in the Florida Panhandle for some Gulf Front R&R and Golf. 

The PET Report shows up on the Patient Portal and on the 5th my Wake Up Call is from Dr. Zikria all exited about the Great Results.  
ALL CLEAR! 
Her concerned, compassionate, always Excited spirit is so GREATLY APPRECIATED.  

It also manages to start my weeks planning for the trip with bang!  

The Trip was FABULOUS, just what we needed after a very stressful year. The golf wasn't too shabby either, considering it was my first outing in over 2 years.

October 19
Sees me at a Very Emotional Follow up with Dr. JZ, who is still excited about the PET Results and with hugs a tears around I head down to the infusion lab and port flush.  
We have decided to keep the port in until the next PET and Follow Up in February.  If we're still All Clear then we'll consider having Dr. Block take it out, and maybe do a little dilatation at the same time.

Due to Heather's and my individual R&R schedules, waiting for Dr. Block to get back from his Vacay to order the new sessions, and then waiting on Fla Blue to clear it, speech therapy doesn't get started again until the 26th.  The rest of the allotted sessions are scheduled thru to December 27th.

And of course just in time for another scolding from her when I report that I have been pretty lax with my exercises.

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Captains Log
November 2021 

The month opens with 2 Therapy sessions and for the most part we're at the point that we aren't doing anything more in the sessions that I can't do at home, with a bit more self-discipline.  
So on the 8th, Heather and I agree to evaluate my progress mid-month, schedule an MBSS and maybe a FEES to look for improvement and to determine if further sessions are necessary.

I can feel the muscles and throat tightening up from fibrosis and know that massaging and exercises will be my lot for the rest of my life.  But for the most part, swallowing is still coming along fine.

And Hey... I'm still on this side of the Dirt.

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Captains Log
December 2021
December 14
And I'm at Memorial West with Nita Singh, Speech Language Pathologist, for the FEES STUDY that shows significant retention of the test liquids and foods in the vallecula ever after several effortful swallows.  It looks like the epiglottis is not fully deflecting and some penetration and aspiration to the vocal folds is evident.  

Additionally, a capsule I brought to test swallow seems to be still hanging up in the trouble area and it is surmised that the tear from the last dilation may have healed abnormally possibly forming a diverticulum.  

She recommends another endoscopy and to see if that is in fact the issue.  Perhaps Dr. Block can stich it up, or sumpthin' like that, and maybe a re-dilation.

Since I needed to send a note to Dr. Maratchi regarding some gastric distress that I was having, I also included Nita's assessment to solicit his opinion.  
Another 14 days of 2-a-day Protonix was prescribed along with his agreement with the assessment and plans to have Dr. Block scope it out for further action.

We interrupt for a Quick note on Heather Henry

Let It Be Known...
Heather Henry is one Talented and Gifted Speech Language Pathologist.  A Dedicated clinician, her instructions and guidance were immeasurable. She kept me on task, when I slacked and was quick to handout the "Atta-boy's" when appropriate.  
I couldn't have asked for a better Guide through this phase of my rehabilitation.  
She gets an Exemplary "6" out of 5 STARS that all Dedicated Memorial Team members deserve.

December 27 Saw the last Visit and subsequent Plan of Care Evaluation with Heather.  
Rather than have Dr. Block write a new Rx for more visits into the New Year, we determined that, given some better personal discipline on my part, I could pretty much do at home everything we're doing in the therapy visits.  If, down the road I feel that I could use her for more Rehab, we'll circle back as needed.

Now... 
Since I had a Cruise planned for December 30 - January 9, [yeah in the middle of the Covid pandemic this crazy Sicilian with a compromised immune system was gonna go on a floating petri dish - I'll get into why later]  getting the scope and possible dilation scheduled before the trip was not gonna happen as Dr. Block was out of town the week before and after Christmas. So we had to schedule it for the January 14, as I would need ANOTHER FREAKIN' COVID TEST on Tuesday the 11th, in between a PET scan and a Dental appointment. .
YAY... more frequent flyer miles!

Yeah, my January dance card was filling up fast.

Speaking of Covid Tests... it so happens that I would also have to get a Covid Test 48 hours before boarding the Jewel of The Seas as dictated by Royal Caribbean Cruise Lines.  Which was interesting because the Hospitals require one 72 hours before a procedure, while Royal wants it no sooner that 48 hours before boarding any of their ships.
I could go into what a hassle it was getting a Covid test with results in 48 hours amid the Omicron surge, but that's another tale.  

Hey, Just for the fun of it though, you can read all about that ordeal... and the Cruise at:

So the month was a blur of Speech and Physical Therapy sessions amid Christmas and Cruise preparations, including the Covid test issue. [Yeah... I started back with Elaine because my cervical stenosis was causing some issues and I need to loosen up for the cruise - which, I suppose is what the cruise was supposed to do.]  

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Captains Log
January 2022

If you read The NOWAT, you'll be up to speed with the Cruise and all the fun, and not so fun happenings.  But it was interesting...

Now it was back to the Real World as:

January 11
While waiting outside of the PET scan lab for my CD of the scan to send to Dr. Kaiser at Baptist,  I first, get a ding  on My Patient Portal App that the results were already posted, which read, in so many words... 
"ALL CLEAR"   -  YAY! 

And then, on the way across the street to the COVID TEST... I get a call from Dr. Blocks office that stopped me in my tracks.  

Due the Covid-19 Omicron surge, Memorial Health System has ordered a hold on my Endoscopy and Dilation for the 14th and the would have to reschedule it for the 28th.

Now that would be fine except... you're gonna love this one...

While on the Cruise, the folks who coaxed my Lovely Wife Illy into getting me on a floating petri dish for some R&R {Seriously?!?} after my year long ordeal, informed her that since they are inveterate Casino types [read that gambling degenerates -just kidding Donna]  and also Diamond Plus cruisers with loads of perks on RCCL, all their years of Shipboard Casino play won them 2 cabins on a 9 day Celebrity Cruise to the ABC islands of the Southern Caribbean [look it up] leaving January 21st and offered one of those cabins to us for only the port fees [$250].  

Welllll now, tell the Dragon Lady [long story about the nickname] that she can get a *Free* 9 day cruise to the Southern Caribbean and, well now... you  KNOW where I'll be January 28.  
Not in the Endoscopy Lab at Memorial West with Dr. Block reaming away... Obviously!

Now where were we.... Oh yeah,
With the Endoscopy needing rescheduling, I have to scramble to cancel the Covid Test for the non-procedure before I get dinged as a no show, and figure out when we can reschedule the procedure for some time in February. 

And of course just then, the phone rings with the Covid Test Scheduling lady wanting to reschedule the test for the 25th, not aware that I've got Dr. Block's office on the other line.  

So I tell the Lovely Katrina - who by now I'm also on first a name basis - that I'll have to get back to her as we are in the process of rescheduling the procedure.

Back on the other line, Block's office, wants to do it on February 1st, but that won't work because of the 72 hour prior COVID TEST, and I'll still be in Aruba.
 
Sooooo, we settle on the February 4th for the endoscopy with the Covid Test set for the 1st. Maybe... we'll have to see what's up with the Admin Folks when we get back, and then I'll call Katrina.

January 18
After the FEES study back in December, Nita also had scheduled an MBSS for January after the Endoscopy on the 14th to get a better look at the swallowing issues.  Even though the Endoscopy was re-scheduled we decided to keep our date for today and we could see the back up in the vallecula as well as a Barium Pill hanging up in the trouble area.  This reaffirmed that the Endoscopy was necessary.  

A fun note: Unbeknownst to us, the Radiologist conducting the MBSS was non other than Dr. Block's Ex Wife, who, after the Study, advised that since she had an inside track, so to speak, she would see that he gets and reviews the results STAT to plan his magic.
 
Did I mention that all the Folks in Memorial Health Systems are AAA+? [in spite of Administrative juggling of my procedures].

January 19th
And it was time for:
  • An 8AM appointment for the 48 hour Covid Test for the  Southern Caribbean Cruise with the Curative Group at the park around the corner from the house, who guarantee results in 2-3 hours.  And 2 1/2  hours later - NEGATIVE.
  • My 3 Month Follow-Up visit with Dr. Zikria for the official results of my PET Scan and Plan of Care for the future,    if there is a need for one.

After the obligatory blood work, a VERY Excited  Dr. "JZ", [which seems to be a perpetual state for her lately] comes in with the results and offers to have the Chemo port taken out if it is bothering me, or we can wait till next January marking the 2 years she promised for a final all clear.  I'll wait, so she schedules a port flush downstairs in Debbie Musiker's Excellently run Infusion lab.

To be Honest, she had called me 1 hour after the scan results were posted on the 11th with the Good News... and yes.. she was EXCITED then too.  
So we went in for another Celebratory HUG!!! <Notice the letters are HUGE... So was the Actual HUG!

Gawd, I  just LOVE this lady!



CHUCKY NOTE:

For those keeping up with this journal, we'll pause here until after the Cruise and catch back up on the way to the February Endoscopy.

CHUCKY NOTE II:
The cruise was Fine, but you'll have to read all about it in "NOWAT CARIB-SOUTH 2022 ".

The REAL DRAMA starts with the next Installment entitled: 


also Found in the archives on the upper right of the Main dashboard.

Better grab another bottle of your favorite beverage,
The FREAKIN' SAGA continues...  
And it Ain't Pretty.