Postby MrPleistocene » Fri Aug 28, 2015 1:32 pm
One of the features of nearly all cancers is the unknown. This has got to be extra tough and isolating with such a rare location and presentation. My Grandpa was a big golfer. When He found out I wrote left handed, he told me I should learn to golf left handed because then you won't get as much advice about your swing, with the clear indication that more advice was worse. Unfortunately you've found yourself on the other side of the equation.
Chances are you won't be able to curb your impulses to be doing something (most likely on the computer) constantly about your husband, and familiy's, health and treatments. Take some time and prioritize these. One area that might be worth spending this energy on is engaging as many Dr.'s that have experience related to your situation. Oregon, North Carolina, Arizona, wherever. You don't have to visit them to get their input. This board will have a lot of good information and support, but just as rectal cancer and colon cancer are nearly identical, the differences of presentation and nuances of progression sometimes indicate different treatment paths. As a rare presentation, you might find some oncologists, even ones specializing in solid tumors, or CRC, that haven't seen many patients with your husband's history. Keep getting opinions until you are comfortable. I like to have two doctors say the same thing before I do anything that will have irreversible implications (esp. surgeries).
Something that I found emotionally helpful was to realize that I was feeling grief. The 'stages of grief' aren't carved in stone, but can be useful to help identify why these emotions are so strong and what to expect. We usually associate grief with the loss of something tangible. Losing something we already have. Much of my grieving was for things that, now, would never be. There might be people that say, 'suck it up' or some generally bromide about toughness or fighting. Once I realized that I was going to get mad. Then I would start to mitigate or bargain. (maybe I can do it this way and it will work out. If give up X, maybe I can focus and bring back Y). But Y kept getting further. Now I've got my ABC's and keep adding letters. I'll likely never get to X, Y or Z, but I wasn't going to get there even without a disease. I still had to mourn the loss though. The loss wasn't the thing I probably was never going to do, but the mere possibility. Finally, I moved on to the next thing. Sometimes hapiness. Sometimes contentment. Sometimes another round of grieving for something I never knew I even cared about.
That's not to say I was an open book. Many comments from friends and family indicated they thought I was quite stoic about the whole thing. Maybe I didn't see the point in crying or complaining. Whatever the reason, I still thought about all of this. If asked directly, I would talk about what was going on in my head.
That all sounds bleak, but this sucks right now. No sugar coating. Just don't let yourself get sucked down too far. Try and laugh where you can. Rember also. there are plenty of people on the board that have had liver mets and reached NED. I'm sure there are some small bowlers out there too. Patients overcome cancer all the time. No reason to think your husband won't be one of the many.
DX 11/09 RC Stage IIIb
12/09 Chemorad w/Folfox
Surgery 4/10 LAR, Removed Seminal Vesicles
Clean Margins, T3N2M0, 4/19 Nodes
FOLFOX 6/10-11/10
6/10, 10/10, 1/11 Clean Scans, Normal CEA
12/10 Bi-Nephrostomy
12/10-2/11 HBOT
2/11 Reversal