Friday, May 27, 2011

Well, well, well . . .

I visited the Loma Linda Proton Beam center yesterday. Quite an amazing place.

Unfortunately, it looks like I may not be a 'prime' candidate for the therapy. Because of my artificial hip.

Well monkey farts.

The Dr. suggest that I go with bracheotherapy where they implant radioactive seeds in the prostate, but unfortunately the radiology oncologist said that was not an option.

Double monkey farts.

Seems this ride is going to be a little more difficult than I had hoped.

I'll keep you posted.

Wednesday, May 25, 2011

Buckle up kids! The fun starts now!

Wow, what an interesting couple of weeks.

First, I turned 50 on Sunday. Yes, I do accept PayPal for gifts. :)

In my family, that's kind of a milestone. Both my older sister, and my mother died at the age of 47 from cancer. Not that I'm terribly concerned about that, but it does play around in my brain from time to time.

And tomorrow I leave for my consultation appointment with the Proton Beam medical team. I'm not expecting anything out of the ordinary, but with cancer . . . you never know. Cancer is a sneaky little bugger.

We'll find out if the artificial hip is going to be a problem. As I've said, early correspondence with the Docs indicate that this is something they can work with. Also, I'll be checking out the area for housing, proximity to the Loma Linda Medical Center, and all the other fun stuff that comes with the possibility of an extended stay.

I think I've said before that if possible I'm going to push my treatment until after Labor Day. Logistically this would make more sense for me. It would give us a little more time to get our stuff in order, and would certainly help with the issues of leaving the house in the middle of the growing season. I have about an acre of land that I maintain - lawns, flowerbeds, etc. - and it requires almost constant attention. At least after Labor Day things have gone dormant or significantly slowed in their growth.

Plus, on a personal level, I did not live through two winters and a crappy summer last year to abandon the warm months to come. It seems like a waste to go to So. Cal. when the weather here is nice. That's like giving up your ice cream so you can have a banana split. I say eat your ice cream, wait a couple of hours, then eat the banana split.

We have the possibility for a good riding season coming up, and I don't want to miss it. Riding in the summer in the Pacific NW is heaven. The snow melts, the mountain passes open, and everything bursts with life. It's glorious.

Damn cancer always ruining my plans. Had I know it would be this much of a pain, I wouldn't have signed on to the program in the first place.

Anyway, I'll keep you posted. :)