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5 Second Paul


In the movie “50 First Dates,” Adam Sandler falls for Drew Barrymore whose character unfortunately suffered a head injury in a car accident, leaving her with a condition that causes her to lose her memory of anything happening the day before, once she wakes up. As Sandler feels convinced he can help her overcome this malady, those around Barrymore’s character try to convince Sandler’s character that it is not this simple. Brain trauma is difficult to understand, and difficult to live with, not just for the patient, but for those around the patient.

To get their point across to Sandler, Barrymore’s character’s father takes Sandler to a facility treating brain injuries, where they meet “10 Second Tom.” There are five or six people in the room when they meet Tom, and as Tom goes around introducing himself, by the time he gets around to everyone and back to the first person, he reintroduces himself again, as if for the first time, no recollection that he had done so previously. In just ten seconds, he had forgotten everyone.

As the title of this post shows, I have my own cognitive issue with memory, to be clear, in certain situations, that clearly happen within five seconds of being told. For those around me, in the beginning, there was confusion as both sides tried to figure, “did they tell me or didn’t they?” Soon, emotions would turn to anger on their end, frustration on my end, they thinking I was just being irresponsible, me wondering what is going on with me.

This is not the first time that I am dealing with this type of issue. The first time that I faced this issue, was when I was going through my chemotherapy. In fact, it is simply called “chemo brain,” a type of fog created that causes memory and cognitive issues. For many, the condition goes away at some point after treatment ends, for others, it can linger. As I did not discuss this issue with anyone, including my then fiance, it went relatively undetected.

It was nearly eighteen years later, following my emergency open heart surgery, that this issue became quite serious. I began to notice my memory being blocked from remembering a simple 4-digit code that I had used for years. While driving, in spite of me assuring my second wife that I had looked both ways with traffic, there were multiple incidents of me either pulling into traffic and oncoming cars, and on one occasion, nearly striking a pedestrian. While I recall of these incidents, even to this day, I did not “see” the other cars or person. The final straw, occurred while sitting at the dinner table with my family, my three year-old had spilled her glass of water. I freaked out, completely uncharacteristic of me. My then-wife stared at me in horror and anger, I know my look had to be one of shock as I had never reacted this way before. I left the table, and walked out of the house, to try and grasp not only what had happened, but there was a likelihood that all of these issues were related.

I was sent to a neurologist at the University of Pennsylvania, who was unable to determine any cause of what was happening. I looked inside myself, what could possibly be happening if there was nothing physiological going on? What had changed over the last many months, what was different?

One of my medicines had been changed, and the dosage increased dramatically following my surgery. This had to be it. I just knew it, but how do I get the doctors to listen to my concerns? Thanks to Google, I found Dr. Beatrice Golomb at the University of California in San Diego. She had done studies on cognitive issues related to statin use, for cholesterol. Federal regulations do not require side effects to be published as warnings, if the percentage of occurrence is low enough. That does not mean the side effect does not exist. But that is the proof I had been looking for. I reached out to Dr. Golomb and told her of my situation, and while I was unable to be a part of her studies, she did encourage me to press on for answers.

That ended up being my issue. My cholesterol medicine, which I had needed, was changed to a different drug, and increased the dosage 400%, the protocol following my open heart surgery. But I was not going to go through my life this way. I immediately stopped taking the drug, and within days, this issue began to clear up. That was the good news. The bad news was, my cholesterol would begin to skyrocket as it had before. Eventually, the doctors and I would come to terms after trying multiple solutions, and I would return to the original drug, and the original dose before the surgery. I have had no issues like this since.

I am a bit older now, twice divorced. And as it turns out, I am dealing with cognitive issues once again. While I am certain it is no longer “chemo brain,” and I am certain that it is not senility or Alzheimer’s, just on the basis I am only 57 years old. But my body has been through a lot. I went through eight months of extremely toxic chemotherapy, and six weeks of high dose radiation therapy thirty-five years ago.

Like “10 second Tom,” there are things I can forget, literally within five seconds. It does not have to be a list of anything either. I can simply walk from one room to the other, or pick up my phone to Google something, and my thoughts can be gone. It does not happen all of the time, but frequently enough to upset me and those around me. It gets quite frustrating. My long term memory is spot on. But more and more it is happening, I can forget something I was just told, less than five seconds prior.

I have a long list of doctors that I currently see, and it is going to be likely somewhere down the road, I will be adding yet another, neurology, and for the same reason as my others, issues related to the treatments I underwent decades ago for Hodgkin’s Lymphoma.

A recent article shared by a fellow long term Hodgkin’s survivor like me, published in December of 2022 stated that signs of early dementia had been discovered earlier in Hodgkin’s survivors. To be clear, in all of the forums that I participate with other survivors, cognitive issues is not normally the focus as is others such as cardiac, pulmonary, or secondary cancers. The body of a long term Hodgkin’s survivor is often described by doctors as having aged faster than someone who has not had Hodgkin’s. In other words, our bodies are appear older than our stated age. This study, done at the Wilmot Cancer Institute led by Dr. AnnaLynn Williams, shows survivors of Hodgkin’s Lymphoma, now in their 30’s, showed an increased age of 7.7 years biologically than those who were not, and would be consistent with showing the potential for early signs of dementia. These results were eventually shared with the American Society of Hematology’s annual meeting. This, along with other physical developing side effects are finally getting recognized for those of us, 30, 40, 50 years out from our treatments. That is the good news. The bad news is, they are just figuring out what to do now. Other than screenings to try and deal with them before they develop or at least early enough after development, survivors may finally get the help that is needed. That has long been the story of the life of a Hodgkin’s survivor.

While those around me may be frustrated, empathetic, or accepting with my health issues, especially this one in particular, I am doing my part to make sure that I am aware how fast this might progress. A simple task, a grocery list, I use now as a test, to see how many items I can remember to buy. I intentionally leave the list at home. To be honest, this particular list pictured went with me. But there are lists that have only four or five items, and those I try to do by memory. More times than not, I do forget at least one or more of the items on the shortened list.

To be clear, my long term memory is as sharp as ever, every detail. Even a random phone number of my high school sweetheart is still locked in my noodle. But if it were not for post-it notes, I might have to resort to methods used in the movie Memento, body notes tatooed to remember.

Below are two very important links. The first, is for the Golomb Research Group at the UC San Diego. The second link is for the article pertaining to early dementia signs in Hodgkin’s survivors.

https://www.golombresearchgroup.org/#intro

https://www.urmc.rochester.edu/news/story/study-hodgkin-lymphoma-survivors-show-signs-of-dementia-in-early-adulthood?fbclid=IwAR3t6dZ9fi4Fw35eL0BLWP67NLjsmJVDr2Nuv1__yKxPGtfOifR2lVzqmDY

Hodgkin’s Lymphoma Month


September brings around again, Hodgkin’s Lymphoma Month, Lymphoma Month, Blood Cancer Month, and Leukemia Month. This year marks 35 years that I was diagnosed with then, Hodgkin’s Disease, now referred to as Hodgkin’s Lymphoma. I still do not understand the need to change the name, after all, Shakespeare wrote, “a rose by any other name is still a rose.” Cancer is still cancer, whether you call it “disease” or just lymphoma.

To have survived this long, I have seen so much progress in the diagnosis, treatment, and after care of the cancer I was once told, “if you are going to get a cancer, this is the one to get.” Yes, my doctor told me that. Many of my fellow Hodgkin’s were told this stupid line. While statistically, it has one of the highest remission rates, nobody wants to have cancer.

In the four decades…wow that sounds weird writing it that way… since my diagnosis, most of the barbaric methods to diagnose and stage Hodgkin’s are no longer used, such as the dreaded lymphangiogram and the staging laparotomy. The treatments that were used to get me into remission, some of the most toxic and dangerous drugs and radiation levels, are pretty much obsolete or at least used in lower levels (the idea of treating more with less). And most importantly, if medicine is going to get us into long term remission, doctors now know that we must be followed up for the rest of our lives, because of the potential late developing side effects from our treatments, that decades ago, science was unaware of the potential, because science had no idea, it was never researched what happens to Hodgkin’s survivors who survive longer than that magical five years we all reach for, just to believe that we beat Hodgkin’s once and for all.

Something else we have now that I know I did not have back when I was dealing with Hodgkin’s Lymphoma, a plethora of information at my fingertips, which would help to support my survivorship, guide me to important guidance for care needed for unexpected and unknown maladies related to my treatments. Social media would also bring together, and into my life, some of the greatest human beings I will ever know, my fellow survivors of Hodgkin’s Lymphoma, many from all over the world. And I have met so many of them. I often refer to them as my “brothers and sisters” or “phoma homies”. The true inspiration for me, are my fellow survivors that are ahead of me 40, 50, even 60 years of survivorship!

I wish that all forms of cancer could celebrate the successes that we of Hodgkin’s Lymphoma get to do. But I would be remiss, if I did not recognize all of those who did not survive, or lost their lives due to conditions related to their late side effects.

I have no regrets in my life during my survivorship. I have so many things to be grateful for, especially my two daughters. I am blessed that I have gotten to see both of them grow up into young women, heading in their own directions now. They were not born yet when I had Hodgkin’s Lymphoma, but they are aware of my history, all of those who have come into my life, and know the price my body has paid for that remission. And they do not hold back, when they have an opportunity to talk about their Dad, hoping that relaying my story to someone they know battling any cancer, might inspire them as well.

Though I have no control over my health, I have no problem stating, I am far from done. I may have page showing my next milestone of 40 years, but 50 years as a cancer survivor is my ultimate goal.

Thank you everyone for following and reading “Paul’s Heart” all of these years. I am finally 95% done writing my first book of the same name, and I do have three more planned. Please, as always, feel free to share my stories. If you are ever looking for the one of the ultimate cancer survivors to speak at one of your events, give me a ring/email. One of the greatest joys I get, and my way of giving back, is to inspire others.

A Burden? Or Just Inconvenient?


It is one of the most discussed topics across the many forums that I participate in, feeling as a burden on family, relationships, and friendships as a result of a diagnosis of a serious illness. Within the family unit, support is expected. In marriage, vows often include the promise, “for better, for worse, in sickness, in health.” Philosophy comes in with the cliche “what doesn’t kill you, makes your stronger,” and religion plays into it as well, “God doesn’t give you more than you can handle.” The fact is, none of this is helpful to the one and only person that is faced with a malady of a chronic or severe illness. It actually makes it worse.

No one volunteers for something bad to happen with their health. Even if we happen to have a lifestyle choice that comes with potential health issues (such as smoking, which I personally do not do), we do not choose to face any serious health issues that may come. What we rely on, is for those around us, to be supportive, empathetic, and to care. We may need to ask for help, assistance, or just an ear. Whether those around us are scared, confused, or just do not know what is happening, it is worse for those of us being right in the middle of a diagnosis or treatment. For those of us dealing with chronic health issues, we want to understand your feelings. And with the help of everyone around us, we hope to overcome the things we each are facing.

All too often, this is not how life plays out. As a thirty-three year survivor of Hodgkin’s Lymphoma, I have personally experienced this, and continue to do so to this day, as do many of my fellow survivors. I was diagnosed with Hodgkin’s prior to my first marriage. I offered my fiance to back out, that clearly our future would not be the fairy tale she may have dreamt of, but she made the choice to stand by me. I completed part of my treatments prior to our wedding, the rest afterwards. Our honeymoon plans had changed from an elaborate romantic journey, to a four day trip to Virginia Beach. Often times, we were unable to attend parties and other gatherings, because chemo had wiped me out. I was underestimated because I put all efforts into making it into work every day, which I did. Then came the news, that I was left sterile from my chemo, unable to get my wife pregnant.

When my treatments ended, and happily I was declared in remission, I was expected to put cancer behind me, thought of no more, even though I had follow up appointments to attend, they were simply formalities for the next five years, so I was told. The truth was, emotionally, I was struggling with what I had just gone through. Reflecting back, I felt I had basically gone through my battle alone. With the exception of two of the diagnostic surgeries, every appointment and treatment, I did go to alone. While it was her choice, I also felt I was doing my wife a favor, in not forcing her to see what I was going through. But then again, by not having her see what I was going through, might have worked against me, since all I was letting her see, was that I was alright. So when it came to me needing some help, some time, some patience, it felt like I was asking for the world.

My second marriage, I had been in remission from my cancer, over ten years, no longer seeing doctors. Though my second wife was aware of my cancer past, it was no longer a blip on any radar. Eight years into the marriage, the late developing side effects from my treatments began to make themselves known, in a big way, as I had written previously about my first heart surgery. But it was at that moment, as I was dying, I learned she would not be able to deal with not just this particular situation, but subsequent health crisis that would continue to follow after. To her, it was supposed to be, “operation was done, you’re all better, now get back to work.” Only this would play out many times after, all different issues, yet her response would always be the same. Like my first marriage, clearly this was not what she signed up for, regardless of the vows. So of course, second marriage, second divorce, though my health issues were only part of the reason for this divorce.

Just as those who face such an extreme adversity of a severe illness, not by choice, and without any knowledge or training, the same can be said for those around us, thrust into the role of “caregiver” or at the least, someone who might care. Just as someone recently facing a diagnosis is thrown into disruption, so it is likely those around that person. How the caregiver or loved ones respond affects the perception of and by the person actually impacted, the patient.

Burden or inconvenient? According to Merriam-Webster, a “burden” is something that is carried, can be by force, whereas something being inconvenient, is more of an annoyance. Both terms are not positive in connotation, but one is definitely more hurtful to the subject of the label.

Both as a cancer patient and as a long term survivor, there are many times that I have felt that I have been a burden to those around me, simply because when someone wanted me to do something with them, I might not have been feeling up to at the moment, so instead, plans got cancelled. Or perhaps my appearance, or the mere thought that I was in pain or discomfort was too much for someone to handle, instead they would distance themselves from me, so they would not have to feel bad.

It is a totally different thing all together however, for someone to add to that burden, by making us feel worse for something we have no control over, and honestly, given any opportunity, would give anything not to be dealing with it at all. A spouse might be overheard complaining to someone that they are not able to do anything because of their spouse’s health situation. A co-worker might spread negative comments about a cancer patient mustering all they can do, to get through a work day, but the co-worker deems the effort just not enough.

In reality, these types of situations are just inconveniences, and they happen to be temporary. But to see that, is also to accept the situations that way, is only logical, and it lets the patient off the hook. But either feeling as a burden, or made to be one, is more personal, more oppressive, and actually quite harmful, and counter productive to the end goal, remission, survivorship.

As both a cancer patient, and a long term survivor with multiple health issues, I know, and fell confident to speak on behalf of really anyone dealing with a chronic health situation, no one is more inconvenienced, or understands the inconvenience more than the patient themselves. We would give anything not to have to go to frequent doctor appointments, manage constant pain, deal with massive fatigue. This is our burden, not yours. The last thing we want to be, is a burden to those around us. But what those around us actually deal with, is an inconvenience. Inconvenient because someone you had different ideas of how life would be, or plans needing to be adjusted to adapt for a current circumstance.

The thing is, we know what your are going through. We see that you are frustrated. And we truly wish things would be different. But we also do not want to bare any more than we already do as we feel badly enough. If we are lucky, and our burden comes to an end, celebrate those good moments. If our struggles continue, one thing you need to know, we do appreciate your support and standing by us, supporting us, encouraging us. We know you hurt too.

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