Cancer Sucks
You’ve probably heard this before – cancer sucks.
My wonderful wife was first diagnosed with breast cancer in 2006. At the time we were living in Pender County, 2 hours down I-40 from two of the foremost oncology centers in the country, if not the world. So up to Durham we went. (A bit of a challenge since we met at Carolina!)
She got the full Monty – surgery, chemo, radiation. By 2008 she was in full remission, no cancer detected. And that lasted for 16 years.
Last spring, in response to a radio add on the same station that I first heard RWG, we decided to go to Raleigh for a heart and lung scan. A “Couples Special”. I was in sales and marketing most of my life (my degree is in journalism, specializing in advertising so I knew what to expect.) The special was a loss leader to get people through the door to pitch a more comprehensive scan. Which is exactly what I wanted. We aren’t spring chickens anymore – I’ve even been accused of being an “old fowl”. (Or was it “foul”? Actually – a buzzard.)
By now my wonderful wife has intermittent A-Fib, with an implanted cardiac monitor, type 2 diabetes and a serious sugar compulsion. Just ripe for a fatty liver. So, yes they will do a body scan. Doctor not required. There is no trace chemical, this is not a diagnostic scan, it’s preliminary so no insurance, either.
The results were quite eye-opening. She had significant calcium in her heart. But otherwise her heart was fine. Her liver – clear! YAY. But… there is a tumor on her right kidney. NOT good. Off to Duke again. She goes every 6 months for monitoring. We know the way. Now everything is covered by insurance so full diagnostic scan with trace locates the tumor, biopsy confirms it. Clear Cell Renal Carcinoma. The good news is that this form is the slowest, least aggressive form of kidney cancer. She presented with no other symptoms. She could just wait and see. After all, she does have a spare. Sure. Right.
She got on the surgical schedule and even got moved up. People sometimes don’t pass the anesthesia screen so an opening became available.
On election day, 2024, we got two miracles. Her tumor was removed, no other signs of cancer was found, it shouldn’t bother her for the rest of her life.
And Donald J. Trump was elected 47th President of the US!
The first scan wasn’t cheap but not horribly expensive. Have you priced a replacement kidney lately? Not cheap – priceless.
My scan showed nothing really significant. It did provide some explanations for some mysterious orthopedic anomalies I’ve had, but nothing serious.
My cancer showed up from a blood screen, confirmed by pet scan and verified by biopsy. I’m too old for surgery; my 24 month term of chemo started in October. Radiation probably starts later this month for 6 weeks. My prognosis is that they can keep me “relatively” comfortable and not unduly burdened by cancer long enough for something else to kill me.
So, like Meat Loaf said, “Two Out Of Three Ain’t Bad.”
Cancer still sucks.
Ciao,
The Snark.



