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Standup2Cancer


This evening a special annual telethon was held, Standup2Cancer.  It is a one hour, uninterrupted telecast, broadcast on nearly every network.  The goal of the program is to raise money for the accelerated research programs for cancer cures.  This has become such a huge event, that “watch” parties are now being held.  Tonight, here in Naples, a special watch party was held by the local Relay For Life committee at a local establishment, Bokamper’s.  I was invited to be a guest speaker during the program before the telecast.  Below is the speech that I gave:

“I want to thank the American Cancer Society for inviting me to speak a few words as a cancer survivor. I am so excited to be here tonight. No, really, I am really excited to be here tonight, as anyone who has ever battled cancer will echo those sentiments. But I am really excited tonight because tonight is about an opportunity to Stand Up 2 Cancer.

We are so close to curing so many cancers. But just like the saying goes, “close only counts in horseshoes and hand grenades.” One of the main obstacles that stands in the way of finding cures for cancer is funding for research. There just simply is not enough money to fund research for all cancers, and so, many people will never get an opportunity to stand in front of you to tell their stories as cancer survivors.

So how close are we to finding cures? Conversations are no longer dominated by terms such as life expectancy, but now include the words prevention.

In 1988, I was diagnosed with a rare form of cancer, Hodgkin’s Lymphoma. This particular cancer makes up just 1% of cancer diagnosis. Yet today, it remains one of the most treatable forms of cancer with a success rate of over 85%. But you see, it still is not 100%. And that is where we need an organization like Standup2Cancer. Standup2Cancer raises funds with 100% of all monies raised going to accelerated research programs to help find cures for cancer, when other moneys for research just are not available. Funding for research for Hodgkin’s Lymphoma barely exists and is rarely questioned because of the success rate of current treatments and the rarity of the cancer. But for 15% of the people who do not survive HD, this is unacceptable. 15% means there is still work to be done. But the money for research has to come from somewhere.

Of all the struggles I have dealt with as a cancer survivor – severe late physical side effects, financial, relationships, fertility, discrimination, employment, emotional – survivor’s guilt has been the worst for me. Why do I get to stand in front of you, when so many I have known and met over my life, do not get to stand in front of anyone? Cancer has decimated my family. My grandmother died from 2 separate battles with breast cancer and ovarian cancer. I lost my sister to Leukemia. This past May I said goodbye to my father after battling lung cancer. But for me, no greater guilt exists for me, and pales in comparison to the pain and sorrow felt by the mother of a friend of mine, who lost his battle with Hodgkin’s Lymphoma this year at the age of 24, because the current mode of treatment, while curing 85% of the people, just was not safe enough for him. He received no radiation therapy and half as much of the chemotherapy that I received. This 15% is not acceptable to me which is why I proudly support the efforts of Standup2Cancer. We are so close to finding a cure, not just for Hodgkin’s Lymphoma, but safer treatments as well, and cures for other forms of cancer.  And it all starts with you.

I am living proof. The first time and the only time I ever heard the word cancer was when someone died. That was over 40 years ago. I was treated with enough radiation, that I could have eaten off the floor of Three Mile Island after the meltdown and not have been exposed to as much radiation. I was treated with a drug that was used by a middle eastern dictator to kill his people, but it treated cancer. Physically, my body has its share of late effects that came about in exchange for me surviving cancer. But I am here to tell you, progress has been made in the 24 years since. It just simply is not good enough. But after tonight, we get closer to a better and safer cure because of each and every one of you. And in memory of my friend Michael, I thank you.”

Faces Of Lymphoma


September is National Blood Cancer Month, National Lymphoma Month, National Childhood Cancer month also.  These three annual recognitions actually tie in with one another, as lymphoma is often recognized as a childhood cancer.  Of lymphoma, and which I can personally speak of, Hodgkin’s Lymphoma is such a rare cancer, it makes up only 1% of the cancer diagnosis.  Strangely, it also boasts one of the higher cure rates for a cancer, yet it is also one of the most underfunded cancers.  Imagine, to be so close to finding a cure for everyone, yet it is not a priority for research because the current cure rate is acceptable.  I strongly disagree.

My story, like so many other long term survivors, have long medical histories of maladies that have struck us, and will effect us the rest of our lives.  It was our trade off for beating cancer.  For many of us, we often wonder if it was ever worth it.  Today, better and safer treatments, yield similar success stories without the severity of the side effects like many face, however, recurrences of their lymphoma are more frequent, and for some, still not successful.

My case in point.  The story of Alese Coco.  A television commercial aired several years ago which caught my attention.  To be honest, it was quite graphic.  And as a Hodgkin’s survivor, initially I felt offended at such a graphic commercial.  But then the reality hit me.  This commercial was the truth.  Please view the following link for the actual commercial:

http://www.shootonline.com/top-spot-week-alese-coco-fight-2-win-foundations-fight-2-win-out-draftfcb

Now if you are sitting there thinking, that is awful, and you really do not want to see more, that is where you could not be more wrong.  The truth is, any illness capable of taking a life, needs to have a cure found.  Sometimes it takes putting a face to a disease makes it hit closer to home.  As it stands right now, you have two faces, my face which is on the front of “Paul’s Heart” and Alese.  We are just normal people, not famous by any means.  So let me make lymphoma famous.  Here are a list of several celebrities who have battled lymphoma, and yes, even with the fame and money, still could not win their battle:

Paul Azinger – professional golfer

John Cullen and Saku Koivu- professional hockey players

Mario Lemieux – professional Hall Of Fame Hockey player and owner of the Penguins

Andres Gallaraga – professional baseball player for the Braves

Arte Johnson – famous comedian from “Laugh-in” days

Leshon Johnson and Carl Nelson – New York Giants football players

Lauren Hart – singer for the Philadelphia Flyers pregrame

Charles Lindgburgh – famed flyer died from Lymphoma

Charles Lowe – father of actors Robe Lowe and Chad Lowe

Mickey Mantle – famous New York Yankee

Roger Maris – Hall of Fame baseball player died from Lymphoma

Jackie Kennedy Onassis – former First Lady died from Lymphoma

Joey Ramone – Rock N Roller

Dan Rowen – comedian from Laugh-in died from Lymphoma

Fred Thompson – actor and US Senator

Arlen Spector – US Senator died from complications of Lymphoma

Mr. T. – actor from the A-Team television show

Gene Wilder – comedian and actor (wife Gilda Radnor died from Ovarian cancer)

Vivian Campbell – guitarist for Def Leppard (just completed treatment for a recurrence of Hodgkin’s Lymphoma)

Andy Whitfield – actor who portrayed “Spartacus” in the Starz mini-series died from lymphoma

Having been a fan of that mini-series, it struck me as odd that someone so physically in shape and strong, could have faced such a fate.  So now I have put a lot of famous faces to Lymphoma.  Imagine, but chances are you know more than 1% of the people I listed, yet the statistic is what it is.  Now imagine 1% of the people in your lives.  Imagine the 1% of the people in the world.

So, let us meet another non-famous person, teenager Roxanne:

https://www.akronchildrens.org/cms/meet_roxanne_hodgkins_lymphoma/

For me personally, I have met hundreds of cancer patients, not just lymphoma patients.  They all have faces.  They will never be famous.  But I will never forget what they have gone through, and for many, what they have lost.  So if you are reading this, you know at least one person who has battled lymphoma.  And I am telling you, we are so close to finding a cure for Hodgkin’s Lymphoma.  And that is why I am making every effort I can, during this month of September, to make everyone aware of Lymphoma.  You can donate to the Leukemia and Lymphoma Society, the American Cancer Society if you wish.  But more importantly, share this article.  Help me to help others put a face to Lymphoma.

 

Should I Work?


Continuing on with my posts in recognition of Lymphoma month, is a question that I am asked regularly, not just by Hodgkin’s patients, but by patients of other cancers as well.  “I have cancer.  Should I work?”

This is not an easy question to answer because it really is about choice.  But were I to be given the chance again, I would not work.  I am third generation blue collar worker.  In other words, unless you were on your death bed, you showed up for work.  And even then, I might still try to get some work while lying there.  Being recommended to go on “disability” was not something I was even going to entertain the thought of.  Besides that, I had a couple other thoughts.  I was not going to let cancer dictate any more of my schedule and routine than it already had.  I was going to continue on, with the exception of when I had to go for my treatments.  The other, and just as important to mental health, I did not want to just sit around, with nothing to do, except think about me going through cancer.  I needed to keep myself busy.

And if it had been that simple, I would have made the right choice.  After all, I missed only limited time, two hours for two Fridays each month for my injections, and an hour in the morning for thirty mornings for my radiation treatments.  My employer was definitely thrilled that I was not out for the entire time.  After all, I was tougher than cancer.

But as I mentioned, cancer is not just physical, it is also mental.  And unless you have the misfortune of going through a very bad illness such as cancer, I do not think a person can truly grasp what happens to our bodies.  I do not fault anyone for that, but I do have to lay blame for their behavior that results from their ignorance.  That can be controlled, but it is not.  Instead, as if I was not dealing with enough with the cancer itself, all of a sudden I had become a burden to my co-workers.

Now you may be saying, “how could you have become a burden?”  Simple, most employers have attendance rules and other policies.  In spite of me being a private person, my co-workers seemed to have possessed knowledge that I did not.  They assumed that I was getting special favors because of the time I was missing (the minimal time that it was), and this was not fair.  It was not their concern, especially that I was not getting paid for that time, but my absence was a huge inconvenience to them.  Twenty five years later, I still have not figured out why.

But the stress that was created by their scorned looks, and clear bad attitudes towards me, only helped to increase, rather decrease my immunity.  Stress is a body’s reaction to the environment around, and it has profound effects on your immune system.  And do you know what else has an effect on your immune system?  That is right, chemotherapy drugs.  And what happens when your immune system is down, you are more susceptible to other ailments.  It is easier to come down with other ailments that others at work do not have the consideration to keep at home, like Strep Throat, sinus infections, Flu, and many more.  To a cancer patient, this can be quite serious.

Of course, I was bull-headed and just pushed my way through this.  And when my treatments were done, and my attendance record was still in tact, I only used that as motivation to go forward in my life as a hard working, dedicated employee.  In no time, I would increase my working days and hours.  Into my second decade of survival, I would actually start working seven days a week, and operated a couple of businesses that I started up.  I would push myself as hard as I could, and my new employers would expect nothing less from me.  After all, this is who I was.

But in 2008, my world came crashing down in a big way.  A major complication from my treatments had created a life-threatening situation and I needed life saving heart surgery.  You can read the page “CABG – Not Just A Green Leafy Vegetable” for the whole story.  But what happened after the surgery, set me down a path that I would not realize would cause even more harm, until just this past weekend.

Following my heart surgery, obviously I was going to miss a lot of time from work for that, by no choice, I had been told six months.  This was due to the radiation therapy posing potential issues with the healing of my breast bone.  But my employer was going to only grant me three months.  But what my co-workers was even more horrendous.  One of the very first things following my surgery, the doctors wanted me to walk.  I had left the hospital after a week, and on the very first day I went for a walk, just up to my corner and back was all I was up to.  But a co-worker had seen me making this trek, and when he arrived to work, told other co-workers that he had seen me walking and I looked great and could not understand why I needed to be out any further.  The animosity by my co-workers towards me only grew worse.

As time went on, more symptoms started appearing with physical issues affecting my shoulder, neck, back, and hips.  This caused more limitations, and more grief from my co-workers.  Eventually it got further into my head, that I had to be the problem.  Issues arose with my supervisors trying to accommodate me and my working restrictions, as required by the American With Disabilities Act, and yes, that meant more resentment.  But these accomodations allowed me to continue to work, and work the many hours that I had always done.

This just resulted in more issues, as my body continued to struggle keeping up with the load I placed on it.  Eventually my immune system would run down again, and I got hit with two cases of life-threatening pneumonia, one I was septic, the other was double pneumonia.  And six months later, another heart episode.

Earlier this year, something finally happened that my body or my will had no control over.  Just a continuation of the struggling economy, and what I would describe as a big company simply not greedy enough, downsized my department.  Soon my hours were reduced, and eventually, the assignment that I have had for all these years with my restrictions was taken away from me, eliminated.  This put me into a general labor pool which I was no longer able to do.

I have not been at work since April.  And you know what?  My body has had time to rest, something I have denied it for a long time.  But yesterday, as I was on a friend’s boat, as we sailed out to a popular island, I sat on the bow of the boat, looking at all the wonderful surroundings, feeling totally relaxed, and it had finally hit me.  If it is going to come down to me or everyone else and what they expect of me, what is going to do more harm?  If I do not care about myself, how can I expect anyone else to care about me?

Again, if a person is fortunate enough not to have to deal with a cancer diagnosis, or anything else as severe, you will never get this.  Because of others, even those close to me, I allowed myself to push my body beyond what it was capable.  A cancer patient’s body has been put through enough with toxic chemicals and radiation, and probably life altering surgeries, than to be expected to do any more.  This does not make you weak.  For the first time in my life, I think I am finally able to recognize and accept the word “disabled”.  No, not in the sense that I need to be taken care of or have become unable to do things on my own, but my body is not just the same.  I have exposed myself to too many risks by wearing my body down, and being near those who have just not been considerate to have stayed away from me exposing me to all kinds of illnesses.

So again, should you work while you are going through your cancer experience or after?  It still is a personal decision, and one not to take lightly.  But if it were up to me, I would definitely have done different and taken better care of myself.  I will no longer allow anyone expect more of me, than what I know I can do myself.

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