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To Work Or Not To Work During Cancer Treatments, That Is The Question


If there is one word that I would use to describe myself as an employee, or at least I used to be able to in my healthier days, is reliable. In my nearly forty years of employment, many of those years I earned awards for “perfect attendance,” taking time off only that was granted for personal time or vacation time. But during the time that I was diagnosed with Hodgkin’s Lymphoma back in 1988, my reliability was put to the test. I was able to arrange most of my surgical appointments for biopsies and such not to take the entire day, with the exception of one. The challenge would be during my treatments.

For my radiation treatments, thirty of them over six weeks, would occur Monday through Friday and off the weekends, which took all of a total of five minutes on the table for the linear accelerator each appointment. I missed only the first half hour of work, which I made up at the end of the day. With my chemo treatments, it was a little more complicated because I did not know how my body would react to the treatments, but I was able to arrange my treatments to be given Friday afternoons. I would leave work a couple of hours early, have my injections, and have the weekends to recover. This would be a cycle of two weeks on treatment, two weeks off which I would work my normal hours. I missed no other time, something I know my boss appreciated.

Up until my cancer diagnosis, I would describe myself as someone who got along with everyone. I say “up until” because something changed and I do not think it was with me. I noticed some of my co-workers had begun grumbling around me, and it had gotten back to me. I felt confused, and quite hurt. After all, I was the one dealing with cancer, yet they were acting as if they were the ones being impacted. I was actually being accused of “getting favored treatment”, though no examples were ever given. Jealousy? Envy? These feelings would escalate throughout my treatments. I never understood why. I do know, it was an extra burden on me, dealing with cancer, as if I did not have enough to deal with.

A question that comes across my social media feeds often, is “do I work during my treatments?” Back in 1990, after ending my treatments I honestly believe, had I needed to do it all over again, I likely would have opted not to work rather than go through the stress and abuse I felt was thrown at me. Of course, there was one issue standing in my way of having that option, money. I was married then, and we had rent and bills to pay. Giving up my salary would have left us financially in such a hole. Not always practical in these days, I usually tell cancer patients asking the “work” question, unless you have five to six months savings stored away to rely on, you are going to need to do all you can to earn an income.

There are some other options available to enable at least some assistance. For instance, when it comes to Hodgkin’s Lymphoma, and any blood cancer, the Leukemia & Lymphoma Society has grants available to assist with direct expenses related to that cancer. And it is likely that other cancers have organizations that provide similar financial assistance. Social Security Disability is another possibility, though not as likely. There are restrictions, and unfortunately the process is time consuming, so, unless you started the process prior to even knowing you had cancer, you are likely to complete treatment before you even got an answer either way. Also, the definition and description of what keeps you unable to work are difficult to meet. I am unfamiliar with the option of coincidentally or conveniently being “laid off” from work, able to collect unemployment compensation, other than the need to have worked enough time prior.

For me personally, I wanted to work. If for nothing more, my work day would provide a much needed distraction that if I sat at home all day, my cancer would be all I would think about. Of course, I would much rather have preferred not having to constantly defend myself at work, for things said of me that were not only untrue, but for everything else I currently had no control over. My focus on having cancer actually ended up worse remaining at work. Would I do it that way again if I had to do it all over? I really do not know.

There are other factors to consider in whether to work during treatments. Radiation and chemotherapy will likely kick your tail with fatigue. There will be good days, and there will be bad days. Overdoing it on good days can lead to crushing bad days. Finding balance can be difficult. The important thing is to give yourself a break when fatigue hits, especially emtionally because your body is going through a lot.

Finally, and probably the most important factor to consider whether to work or not, is exposure risk. What does this mean? It is something you have no control over because you depend on others to make the right decisions, and often times they will not. I am talking about co-workers who come into work sick, or another example would be teaching a class with students who come into school sick. The Covid19 pandemic brought major attention to the ramifications of contracting an illness with an upcoming treatment. And it does not matter if it is Covid19, the flu, or strep throat, an infection, contatgious or not can be devastating mentally to a cancer patient when you are told you cannot receive your treatment as scheduled because blood counts are too low. This happened to me during my second to last treatment, delaying the date I had written on my calendar as my goal to finish treatments, and it did not happen. And if it were something to be contagious, the oncology office will not want to risk the other patients health by having you come in.

But it never fails, there is that one co-worker that comes in, nose-running, coughing all over the place and everyone. To a cancer patient, this creates the dilemma whether they themselves will have to leave work for their own protection due to the ignorance of the co-worker not staying home. I know this first hand. A co-worker had come in, announcing that she had strep throat, which is highly contagious. I protested to my boss about my risk and was told, “what do you want me to do? She doesn’t want to go home.” So I made the decision to go home, which ended up being without pay as I had already used up my sick pay at the beginning of my Hodgkin’s journey. But I did not come down with strep, which could have been very bad for me on several levels.

I would like to think that all of these negative behaviors would have improved over 34 years, but I can say that I at least have not seen that. When I had to have emergency open heart surgery back in 2008, initial concern by my co-workers soon turned to petty jealousy and envy by some of my co-workers, consumed that they felt I should have been returned back to work sooner than what my doctors were directing. So, I doubt there would be any mercy for cancer patients either.

I have given you a lot of factors to think about when it comes to working during treatments or not. Only you are going to know your personal situation, and even though you may know the potential for any co-worker conflict or not, it still may be unpredictable. But you need to do what is going to be best and safest for you, the goal to get through your treatments, and hear the word remission.

“Growing” Pains During Chemo


As I continue to try to grow “Paul’s Heart” to reach as many as I can, I took the leap and started a TikTok page several months ago, @paulsheart2022 . The page is titled “Paul’s Heart.” My plans with that page, as long as TikTok continues to function, has been to “journal” my journey over the last thirty-six years from the time I discovered symptoms, to my diagnosis and treatment of Hodgkin’s Lymphoma, and the thirty-four years of remission I have been blessed to experience. The videos are titled so you can go specifically to certain videos for convenience, and they last anywhere between four and ten minutes. Two of the recent videos I posted pertain to common issues that still exist today, and regardless if you are dealing with Hodgkin’s or any type of cancer. I generally do not like to duplicate my posts across social media, but these two topics I consider important to all who read them and are going through cancer right now, working while going through treatment, and dealing with bone pain. I will address the working issue in my next post here.

Understand this about chemo, its job is to destroy cancer cells. Unfortunately, in the process of doing what it is intended to do, it also destroys good cells, your red cells, white cells, all of them. Which is why a patient usually has a blood test done prior to beginning every treatment to make sure that the body is able to handle the next round of treatment or not.

In 1988 and 1989, if blood counts were too low, treatments would either be modified, altered, or perhaps even postponed, to allow the bodies cell counts to return to a safe level. Of course, the best chance at remission is to have treatments in full and uninterrupted. This interrruption did happen to me during one of my rounds of treatment, and it was devastating to me to have to delay my treatment even just a couple of weeks. Fortunately, it did not have an impact on my survivorship and remaining in remission.

As I began my advocacy in cancer support and advocacy, it was a few years later that I learned of a treatment to help increase a major culprit in treatment delays, low white blood cells. It was a drug called Neulasta or Neupogen. Though they are still used today, I am sure there are other drugs available and used. But the great thing is, this white cell booster method works and helps to keep treatment schedules on track. Again, this discussion is not just for Hodgkin’s patients, but for all cancers.

So where will all these white cells be generated by the drug? Where the body always builds its white cells, in the bone marrow. But there is an unfortunate side effect when too many white cells generate too quickly. It is a similar situation that some of us may have experienced earlier in our lives. Did you ever hear an adult say that you as a child had a “growth spurt” over a period of months, or recognized someone else who obviously did grow several inches in less than a year? Sometimes, growth like this can result in pain, hence where the term “growing pains” comes from. It is the rapid growth of the white cells in the bone marrow, in the bones, that causes these pains.

But for decades, as I talked with patients, who mentioned this bone pain following the shots to boost the white cells, most could never find relief, no pain killer from Tylenol to opiode would work. And it was by some chance, I met a patient about eleven years ago, who told me how he had dealt with this bone pain, actually preventing the pain. And it could not have come as any bigger surprise.

No, this is not an ad. I actually pay not to have ads on my blog. This patient had a regimen to follow to prevent the bone pain from ever occurring. But how does an allergy pill work to prevent pain? Drugs are approved and labelled to treat specific problems and Claritin’s FDA approval is as an antihistamine, allergy drug. Doctors aware of other benefits of certain drugs, can recommend or prescribe “off label” use of drugs, for a different use other than what was approved by the FDA. And in this case, bone pain related to boosting white blood cells, it is not only a game changer, but a huge boost to quality of life in one of the darkest periods.

I want to be clear, I AM NOT TELLING YOU TO TAKE CLARITIN. I am not a doctor. What I am doing, is giving you information, if it has not been brought up by your doctor, AND ASK THE DOCTOR. You might be surprised how quickly “of course you can take Claritin” comes out of their mouth. I experienced this myself, as I met with my father’s oncologist, discussing my father’s treatments for lung cancer. We got through the entire appointment preparing my Dad for what he could expect and how long, and the doctor never mentioned the potential for the bone pain when my Dad came for those white cell boosting injections. This would have been disastrous for my father. And then the doctor opened the door, “so do you have any questions?” I had waited the entire visit to bring this issue up… “will it be okay if my Dad takes Claritin for the bone pain?” Caught somewhat offguard by my obviously informed question, he replied, “of course,” and mentioned another name or two of other pain killers. My Father looked at me confused as to what I just did, but with the doctor agreeing with me, I just told my Dad, “trust me, we will talk about it later.”

Again, I want to be clear, I AM NOT TELLING YOU OR ANYONE TO TAKE CLARITIN. Take the information that I am sharing with you, and bring it up with your doctor. Chances are good they will agree. My father took a Claritin the day before the injection, the day of the injection, and the next two days after the injection, and my father felt no pain. It needs to be noted, if you do not start soon enough and stay on it, there is no getting on top of it at that point, just having to ride it out until the pain stops. Claritin works for most patients (there are some it has not), because as an antihistamine, it blocks histamine, a chemical that can cause inflammation and swelling in the bone marrow, which causes pain.

Again, regardless what cancer you may be dealing with, if a white cell booster is part of your treatment plan, make sure you address this issue with your oncologist.

The “Ultimate” Validation


I have actually tried to write this post several different times over the last couple of years, each time prompted by an event, either in my personal life, local news, or spoken by an acquaintance. No matter the story or situation, the goal is, or in some cases the comment was, “doing what they enjoyed.” Yes, ultimately these situations that I am referring to will end, or will end sadly and tragically.

The first prompt I started was a couple of years ago, following a tragic car accident, which resulted in the death of a sixteen-year old. Something that could definitely have been prevented, the teenager’s death was somehow validated because the teenager was doing what they enjoyed, racing their car. Excessive speed was the cause of the accident and the loss of such a young life.

At that time, with two teenage daughters myself, I cannot say that I was shocked to hear the attitude, that at least the teenager died doing what they enjoyed. But I definitely was extremely saddened that such a young life was not valued more, or did not have the belief or hope that there was so much more ahead of this young person’s life.

This is not a behavior limited to the young. I have known several adults, younger than me, who died following medical events, but the sentiments were often similar, “at least they were doing what they enjoyed.” As someone who has issues reacting to health symptoms in a timely manner myself, there is a possibility that some of these deaths may have been preventable with even some minimal medical intervention. But then again, to seek out a doctor for something that does not feel right, might just interfere with pre-made plans that had been much anticipated. So that when something does happen, the loss gets validated if it occurred when the individual was having their enjoyment. And again, those I am referring to, were all younger than me.

But to give in to this concern, health over enjoyment, in recent years, a new stigma had developed, called living in fear. “Don’t live your life in fear” was something heard often during the Covid pandemic, when we were warned to follow simple and basic precautions to avoid infection or spread of the virus that killed millions of people. Many pushed back quite vocally, “I’m not living in fear.” And of course, while many came down with Covid and got through it, likely not acknowledging how much they would have preferred not getting Covid after the fact, there are some who got Covid, and died. Again, those that I know in this situation, were all younger than me, and for all purposes, were in better health than me. But they were doing what they enjoyed when they contracted Covid. I just struggle to understand that their lives were only worth that much, having nothing further to look forward to.

And then just the other morning, a social media post shared by a fellow cancer survivor, and I want to add, a very positive-minded survivor, was given some difficult news as is often the case for myself and other survivors. While the news is not what someone wants to hear, I believe that my friend will continue to live their life as they always have, for whatever they have left. The reason that I believe that, was along with their news, a story was shared about a 104 year-old woman who broke the record for skydiving. I had seen the video before, but to see the joy on her elderly face during the free-fall and landing was definitely inspiring.

My survivorship has kind of been like a Charles Dickens story, with “the best of times and the worst of times.” The first half of my survivorship, barely giving any reflection of my battle with cancer, even as I provided support and advocacy for other cancer survivors, I never thought anything of my own history. But that changed in 2008 with the introduction of my first late side effect from my treatments for Hodgkin’s Lymphoma eighteen years earlier. I was not doing anything spectacular, just doing what I wanted, and had been ignoring symptoms. And having two toddlers at that time, I had a long life I was expecting. That had almost been taken away from me, all because I was “doing what I enjoyed” instead of dealing with my health, a.k.a. “living in fear.” It turns out, that I had been diagnosed with a “widow maker” of the left anterior descending artery, the main artery to the heart. While doctors do not normally refer to this situation this casually or crudely, the description could not be any more literal. When a blockage to the LAD gets to this stage, you have a fatal heart attack, and as the name implies, you die, at least without immediate medical intervention.

If you have followed my blog, which I started back in 2012, I got involved in a cancer survivorship clinic at Memorial Sloan Kettering Cancer Center where a battery of tests had been performed, and it was determined that I had a lot more conditions to be concerned about, which I have documented often here on “Paul’s Heart.” With more than a dozen diagnosis, and being watched for at least three developing cancers, many around me have expressed their thoughts to me, how “awful” it must be for me to have to deal with doctors all of the time, seemingly forever. And in the beginning of this stage of my survivorship, yes, it sucked. But what sets me apart from the others in this story (besides the other survivor that I mentioned), I am living doing what I want to do, and not in fear. I do have physical limitations these days such as the picture above shows. I took my daughters parasailing and as they begged me to join them, and oh how I would have given anything to do so, I had my 3rd heart surgery coming up, and to be stuck 300 feet up in the air in the middle of a cardiac event was not a memory I wanted my daughters left with. But I was left with the best memory of that trip, the smiles as they were being pulled back onto the boat.

There is an advantage to my situation, seeing so many doctors so often. They are helping me to have more time. And if something were to happen tomorrow, yes, I will be doing what I enjoy. But I have so much more that I want to do. If that means not taking any unnecessary risks (at one point, my bucket list had bungee jumping and skydiving), I know for a fact my heart gets all out of whack and takes a long time for it to recover and settle down, it is not worth it, because of what is still ahead of me is more important to me, if I can get there; my daughters’ graduating from college, getting married if they choose, and maybe grandchildren. The bottom line is, I am doing what I enjoy while at the same time, keeping my chances of the goals ahead of me.

And there is a reality. The side effects that I deal with from my treatments are manageable to a point. I have had three heart surgeries, and the reality is all three will need to be addressed again some day, likely within the next 5-7 years and I will have a decision to make, because the risks of a second intervention are extremely high and it is possible I will not take that risk. I am in the process of being diagnosed with lung cancer from a nodule discovered years ago, now large enough to be of concern. And there are two other areas being watched for other cancers. This is why I am focused on doing all that I can to get to those goals, not taking risks. I am making memories that I want as time goes on. And clearly I have had many more than I could have imagined. Even Covid has not prevented that.

But for those of my friends that have passed so soon, I often wonder, had they done the “downer” thing, and perhaps gone to the doctor for check-ups, would they still be here today, enjoying the things they do, instead of that last act, being their final enjoyment.

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