Background and overview

I learnt more about the health system from being an inpatient than I had in 20 years of working as a neuropsychologist. I was unexpectedly diagnosed with two brain tumours on 4/9/13. They turned out to be grade IV Gliomas (glioblastoma multiforme (GBM)). After removal of the right parietal and left occipital tumours, I received the standard treatment under the Stupp protocol (combined Temozolamide (TMZ) and conformal radiotherapy 5 days/week for 6 weeks), but the TMZ had to be ceased after 5 weeks because I had started to develop pancytopenia, where more than one of my blood counts had begun to drop. By Christmas 2013, I had become anaemic and needed a couple of blood transfusions. I ended up in hospital for 3 weeks of the 2014 new year after experiencing my first seizure (suggestive of a right temporal lobe focus) on 31/12/13). They were so worried about my bone marrow, they did a biopsy. Luckily, it was all clear of any nasty disorders. It had just been suppressed by the TMZ My blood counts slowly returned to normal with daily injections of GCSF, which stimulate bone marrow function, for several months. For 17 months I was doing better each day, without any physical impairments or major cognitive problems A third brain tumour was found in the right temporal lobe on 2/1/15, and removed 6/1/15, only to reappear on 17/2/15 after I started to feel vague symptoms at the end of 2014. I had my 4th round of brain surgery on 1/3/15, followed by stereotaxic radio surgery of a residual, inoperable, tumour, on 17/4/15. I've been feeling like my old self again since that highly precise form of radiotherapy, and it feels fabulous.

My way of coping.
I choose to live in hope that everything will work out for the best. I've learnt that even though things are sometimes unpleasant, life and love go on forever. I put my faith in the life force that created and unites us all in love, across all time, space, and dimensions. I refuse to succumb to fear, which is an invention of our imaginations. There are an infinite number of things to fear, both in this world an in our imaginations, and most of them never eventuate. I choose not to dwell on them, and to focus instead on counting my many blessings, current and past, and to have faith and hope that if I look after the present moment, the future will look after itself.

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Thursday, 3 April 2014

Brain tumours are better than breast cancer because...

(Black humour alert)

April 3, 2014
In case I ever feel like doing a stand-up comedy routine about the pros and cons of breast vs brain tumours:
Brain tumours are better than breast cancer because:

Brain tumours rarely spread outside the brain - so no need to worry about metastatic disease in the rest of your body, only spread or recurrence inside your brain.  Breast cancer mets can pop up in bones, liver, or other organs, including the brain.

No need to worry about prophylactic surgery or reconstruction after brain surgery. No-one can see that you've had brain surgery, once the scars have healed and the hair grows back. If you choose to stay bald, you can have some impressive battle wounds to display to people who are into scarification and body-piercing.

No need to feel annoyed that pink is the colour for your cancer- grey is much cooler.

You can blame lack of energy, need for naps, fatigue, tuning out, irritability or emotional outbursts on your brain tumour or the after-effects of radiation. You can even have a convenient excuse for memory lapses or tactlessness (warning- use sparingly, or people may start to think you're impaired, and treat/accommodate you accordingly)

There are less treatment options to choose from with brain cancer- basically, there's surgery, if they can operate without killing you, and combined chemotherapy/radiotherapy. Although the chemo (Temodal (temozolamide)) causes nausea and vomiting, that's usually fixed by taking an anti-emetic (pleasant-tasting ondansetron) one hour before the chemo. But don't schedule your radiation for first thing in the morning: The chemo works best if taken one hour before radiation, and needs to be taken on an empty stomach. So you'll need to be up at least two hours before radiotherapy to take the anti-emitic and the chemo. Then you can have breakfast. This is still better than getting chemo infusions for breast cancer, sitting in a big clinic with other people hooked up to brightly-coloured liquids, trying to pretend to enjoy hospital sandwiches. With infusions, you need an infusaport - a titanium disc topped with silicone, inserted under your skin so that drugs can be directly infused into a major vein (sublcavian, or jugular). No infusaport = no more discomfort when sleeping on your side with no port positioned conveniently between your collarbone and shoulder, no need for the port to be flushed every 4-6 weeks, no risk of infection in the port, no painful needling of port to access it.

With brain cancer, your hair doesn't fall out all over your body, rather, it falls out according to the entrance and exit paths of the radiation. Ask your radiation oncologist to give you the most creative pattern they can. Spirals worked well for me. Much better than losing your eyebrows and eyelashes to breast cancer chemo. I missed them more than the hair on my head.

Brain cancers are rare, so you won't be offered endless stories of how people either experienced it themselves and survived. Rather, you'll discover an amazing ability to make people fall silent and change the topic of conversation without really intending to do so. Then they'll get back to you with news of a clinic in Germany, the US, or Israel where clinical trials are being conducted to treat people with brain tumours, not knowing that clinical trials usually have a placebo (no treatment) group, and have exclusion criteria for people with a prior history of cancer (they don't want to contaminate the results of the treatment trial with people with complicated histories).

Brain tumours give you an intimate perspective on how amazing a healthy brain is, and how adaptable brains can be to damage in certain areas.  They make you appreciate every moment of your life before you knew you had one, and to regret not exercising more, reducing your stress or using your mobile phone prior to your diagnosis. Brain tumours also makes you regret ever banging your head in a college drama production, drinking too much at uni, and not having enough sleep or a healthy diet over the previous decade. Having a brain tumour removed successfully makes me appreciate the advances in neuroimaging and surgery that allow this to be possible, and has made me determined to live, love, eat and sleep well for the rest of my life, no matter how long that might be.

I used to think that if I ever got dementia, or a brain injury, it would be good to have no insight into my deficits. I thought it would be more pleasant to be unaware of memory problems or tactlessness, but now I'm not so sure. As someone who has always enjoyed a good memory, and who has been worried about offending or upsetting people, a lack of insight doesn't seem such an easy way out. At least with insight, I can try to support my memory with notes and other strategies, and I can apologise if I offend someone. Losing insight into how my behaviour affects others would undermine a fundamental part of how I see myself…. Having insight allows me to hope and plan and strive to be better, and to silence my inner critic.