Sunday, May 15, 2011


Well, I’ve stayed away from this site as long as I could stand it. Many things have happened but now the happenings seem to be taking the ‘anticipated’ turn. I hate to write ‘anticipated’ for the fear of appearing to myself as a doubter, one who did not have confidence in my dad, mother, the doctors and God. But I’ve always had a fear of things not working out at hoped and since several family members were reading my words on this site I tried to stay away.

But now things are different, but the same for so many cancer patients and their families. Dad has taken the chemo like a trooper, at the hands of clinical personnel who have seen it all, know the path and where it leads. Yes, there are occasional successes and they are welcomed by everyone; families, friends, clinical workers, doctors, and church memberships; you name it, when life is prolonged or the cancer monster is beaten down and life is extended people are excited.

But over in the corner, at the party of life is a group of people who did not experience that warmth, and happiness; that victory. They are the people who lost to the monster that takes most everyone who enter its jaws, the grasps of its clutches. This group’s family member was unable to avoid the talons which pierced the shield of hope, unable to escape the fangs which delivered the poison that devastated prayer and seeded the collective mind of families resulting in doubt and despair.  

After losing, members of this group can’t smile when listening to the winners. This group can’t smile when listening to the ‘new’ cancer families discuss what is happening. They can’t because each story reminds them of their battle, when they were losing the fight and the day when they lost. Some can’t talk about it at all; some can but only in a cautious manner while being careful to avoid the painful memories. There are some who are OK talking about it but I have no idea how much time passed before they reached the point of control. My experience before dad was diagnosed with lung cancer was not a lot, now it’s more. I can’t predict the future but I’m afraid experience is headed my way; the wait might not be long.

Cancer is hell!!! It seems no one experiences it and is the same afterwards.

Here’s the short story.

Over the last 7 months my dad has taken chemo treatments, whatever was assigned he faced it with confidence that his doctors knew what to do, the nurses were the know-it-alls; for him chemo has been like a job and he was always good at his job! Never a follower, always a leader! He has continued to stand-up from the automobile and entered the cancer center using his walker, but recently this changed. He has been drained of energy and slow to move and for the past month he has been greeted by a wheelchair and rolled in, one day he went over for a shot to boost his white blood cell count and the nurse came out and administered it in the auto.

During the past month the southern United States experienced some devastating tornadoes. When the storms came in the first day Dad was at the center for a chemo treatment and everyone was evacuated. The treatment was completed a couple days later. My parents were not in the area with the worst damage but the storms moved through and they were without electricity for 5 days. Lucky for my parents my dad’s brother had a generator and my brother helped get it setup. One day the power came back on, the generator was moved out and the power went out 5 hours later, and was off for 2 more days. 

Also during the past 3 months dad has fallen a couple times. This is bad for anyone but for him it’s extra-bad. It’s hard for him to move about and getting back up on his own is pretty tough. Luckily no bones were broken during any falling event.

Just as he reached the point of being reviewed and the chemo stopped his primary-care physician spotted an enlarged lymph node in his abdomen. He forwarded the findings to Dad’s Oncologist and after reviewing the findings the chemo was not stopped and in fact, a new drugs was started and in a more aggressive manner. This is when things changed.

Immediately after this regiment of drug was started dad started to become more tired, queasy feeling, he lost his appetite and what he did eat was reported as tasting like ‘metal’ or ‘aluminum.’  He lost interested in a lot of most things, now he’s concentrating on not being sick and hurting more. But he still likes to watch his love on television – golf.

Oh yea, and his white cell count dropped. This past week his white count dropped to 800, the normal range is from 4,000-10,000.  This was not good and the sign of a bad infection. So an IV antibiotic was started in the doctor’s office. All this past week he’s been sleepy, tired, and still in a lot of pain. He is again talking about the end, or not continuing the chemo so he will not be sick and has said several times, “Didn’t they say this was suppose to work?”, and “Didn’t they tell me they would manage the pain?” 

Several times he has mentioned that it would be easier, or he would feel better if he stopped the chemo. Of course we all know what will happen if he stops the chemo, but I understand that he does not want to continue being sick from the chemo and the treatments that come along with it. After all, from what I can tell the chemo seems to be slowly killing him.

So, what to do?

Please pull your trays back into the upright and takeoff position. Fasten your seatbelts!  I’ve got one more thing for this post.

This weekend, Saturday to be exact the center was closed for the weekend but Dad was supposed to get another antibiotic injection. So it was scheduled to be administered at his house.  A service titled “Home Care” (I don’t know if it is part of the hospital, cancer center, community outreach) came out to give him the IV antibiotic. No problem, right?

Well the drug administered has a warning which states, “If you have an allergic reaction to amoxicillin do not use the drug.” I guess Home Care missed this note, or didn’t read Dad’s records because the person walked in and immediately administered the antibiotic. Now he is in the hospital with a rash over his entire body.
Some people would scream “LAWSUIT” and maybe that is something to consider. But the most terrible thing is, here’s my dad with a white count dangerously low, skin that has spots all over it which itch like the measles or a skin rash, and cancer.

But all he really wants is to feel better.

Posted 5/15/11


Anonymous said...

My sincerest sympathies for the emotional roller coaster you & your family are going through. I remember when Mom was sick and she would be in MSICU, and then graduate to a Step-down Unit only to have a relapse and be back in ICU. This went on for months before my Mom passed and it was hard on all of us. A {{{HUG}}} for you and prayers too, to help you through this difficult time.
~Lisa Chandler~

Anonymous said...

Hi Andy - I'm really sorry to hear the latest. I admire your Dad's strength. I wish you and your family the best. Mike M.

BILOI said...

Hello Andy,

I do understand how you feel because I knew how hard it is to accept that sooner or later we will lose someone we really love.
In your case, you have your father with terminal cancer. You're lucky still since until now he's having medical treatment to ease the pain and prolong his life. But with my son's case, he had been denied of an open heart surgery, the only hope to treat to his CHD due to delayed treatment caused primarily by lack of financial resources. And at the time we found a good hospital with charity service, with good doctors and financial assitance from Philippine Charity Sweepstakes Office, that's also the time the result of the service conference for my son had it's final decision of no longer undertaking open heart surgery to my son for Doctor's fear of just losing him due to his heart's various complications especially his RV failure.

I was so disgusted that time and I temporarily lost my faith in God. But Roi, my son, my husband and other children never lost hope. Instead, they prayed hard for the continued survival of Roi even without operation and medication.

Often I heard this line...God never give us problems that we can't surpass. Yes, maybe it may even cause losing someone we love..but still God has all the best reasons for everything that happens in our life.

If you have time, I hope you can visit the blog I created for my son.

I am with you in prayers...God bless us all!

from the Philippines

Just keep that Faith in your heart and I believe everything will be fine with your father.

Andy Bryant said...

Thank you Lisa for the concern and well wishes for my family, I do appreciate it and your strength when sharing about your mother. :-)

Andy Bryant said...

Thanks Mike for your concern and acknowledgement of my Dad's efforts. I will pass on your well wishes to my parents.

Andy Bryant said...

Hi Rosalinda, I feel the loss in your words and respect your strength and fortitude while being with your son and sharing here on my site. I to have heard the comments about God and have felt similar, but overtime feel God will show me the reason for my thoughts and the plan for my family and Dad. Thank you for sharing with me and being strong while reading my posts. Thank you, Andy