Chemo sucks (finally)

Sorry I've been a bit absent as of late.  It's been busy at work and to be honest, I just haven't wanted to think about having cancer for a while.

Last month I had my usual finger stick and my doctor informed me that my platelet count was too low to start the month's round. 53,000 per microliter (normal is about 150,000-450,000). He told me that it's nothing to worry about, no real concern, but that he wanted me to wait a week to recover before starting my next round. A week later I'd rebounded to just shy of the lower end of normal, so he gave me the go-ahead on the lower dose. It was kind of a bummer, since I'd tolerated the chemo so well for so long. My other counts (RBCs and WBCs) were fine.

How he explained it to me, when a patient takes chemo it damages their bone marrow and reduces their ability to produce blood cells. Give the body some time to recover and it can usually repair about 99% of the damage. Now, that's the number he gave me so it's what I've got to work with. I have no idea how accurate that is. So even though the body can almost completely recover, there is a small amount of permanent damage. Then next time, the patient will recover to 99% of their new normal, for a little more permanent damage, which brings them to about 98.01% of their original baseline.

The makers of Temodar suggest that patients only take it for a maximum of 2 years, regardless of its effectiveness. 24 doses means their blood's about 21.4% compromised.

I've always hated math.

I saw a series called The Unusuals on Netflix that has an interesting take on brain cancer.  It's about a group of NYC detectives.  It's not a particularly great show - each character basically has exactly one character trait - but one of the characters has a brain tumor and shows a lot of the same symptoms and anxieties I've seen in myself and other patients.  He decides to try to ignore his tumor, because he doesn't want to end up a vegetable in a hospital even though his doctor tells him he'll be dead within months if he doesn't get it treated.  Throughout the nine episodes I watched (not sure if there are any more), he suffers hallucinations, changes in his sense of taste and smell, headaches, and of course all the fear and uncertainty such a diagnosis brings.  I think the show got canceled after that so I don't know if he ever does get it treated; the closest he got in the episodes I saw was sneaking into a hospital with the coroner for an MRI.

It's a good enough treatment of the disease that I wonder if it isn't based on some real life experience.  Worth a watch if you have Netflix streaming and nothing better to do.