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A Question That Just Won’t Go Away


“Has anyone gone through, or known anyone who has gone through, ‘natural’ treatments and beaten Hodgkin’s Lymphoma?” Across the many social media pages that I follow, this question comes up at least once a month. It is an innocent enough and understandable question to ask, and is likely asked to the patient’s oncologist directly.

But stereotypes, stories, and misinformation, only add to the desire to find something easier to tolerate or be treated with than “what we’ve heard.”

The answer, simply, anecdotally, and scientifically, is “NO.” Before I explain, I want to preface my position. I support the use of anything supplemental or “alternative,” if approved by the treating oncologist. But because of possible interactions with the treatments, strict adherence to the advice of the oncologist is necessary to produce the best chance at long term remission.

I also need to state, I have several friends who study Chinese medicine and other holistic means of treatments for various maladies. Some of the things they have come up with, do provide benefits for their patients. The problem, through no fault of their own, there is no large amount of data to support their efforts as those results from NIH backed studies. That is not to say they do not work. The numbers just are not there to support the risk.

I was diagnosed with Hodgkin’s Lymphoma 35 years ago this month (called Hodgkin’s Disease back then). Over these four decades of my survival, Hodgkin’s has been celebrated for having one of the higher remission rates for any cancer, ranging between 86% to 92%, but with scientifically proven treatments. Chemotherapy, radiation, or both, are the best options for remission of Hodgkin’s Lymphoma. End of discussion.

The question came across my feed yesterday, but also had another qualification, the patient in question was stage 4, the worst stage for any cancer. But across all of the pages that I participate in, I have never heard one person try to be treated 100% “natural” or “alternative” for Hodgkin’s Lymphoma, or even survive. I am not saying that it cannot happen. But as I have said, I have been at this a long time, and I know of thousands of survivors around the world over all of these years. Not one has done it by “natural” or “alternative” treatments alone.

Now while 86%-92% still means that 8%-14% do not survive even from standard treatments, it is more than likely there were other circumstances complicating the treatments.

So what happens if someone decides to ignore a likely 99.9% advice response to take the oncologist’s opinion to proceed with chemo, radiation, or both? One factor that has not been discussed yet in this post, is “time.” It may be cliche, but when it comes to treating any cancer, especially Hodgkin’s, “timing is everything.”

With the exception of yours truly, and the delays I caused by my denial (you can read about it in my book “Paul’s Heart – Life As A Dad And A 35-Year Cancer Survivor”, hopefully being published soon), doctors do not waste any time getting diagnosed, staged, and beginning treatments. Doctors know the importance of getting the treatments started as soon as possible.

So, let’s say, this person will be the first person I am aware of to ignore the unanimous advice to go the standard treatment method, and go “natural” or “alternative.” What follow ups and protocols are being used to determine any progress because likely, if you are not going through standard treatments, insurance will not pay for the monitoring that is typically done? I will play Devil’s advocate, and say that all monitoring will be the same as with standard treatments, just because. But the one factor that cannot be guessed upon, is will it work. And unless there is a major study somewhere, and I am not talking about the conspiracy and false information sites that are out there, there is not likely to be success. How much time will have been wasted, trying a futile “treatment?” And now, how much further or worse has the cancer grown? Likely, a lot.

Look, if you happen to be in the 8%-14% that do not respond to the treatments and you want to try any other means possible, then of course you go for it. But when the numbers are that overwhelming, you need to go with what has been proven and works.

No, chemotherapy and radiation are not easy to go through. I have no problem stating this fact, my treatments are no longer used today because medicine found that they could still have the great results of remission, by using less than what I was treated with. And there are survivors in remission longer than me, who went through worse treatment than I did. But patients have something today that my fellow long term survivors and I did not have back then, mitigation for the side effects to make the treatments more tolerable, and social media for support.

Of course, then the next situation that comes up, being told you are in remission and still have more treatments to go. What do you do? But that is for the next post.

Brakes On A Rite Of Passage


It is a rite of passage. It is also one of a parent’s biggest fears. A teenager in the family reaches the age, to be eligible to apply for their learner’s permit, and eventually earn their driver’s license. I earned my license by the time I turned 16 years of age. So, it should have only been natural to expect my daughters to have theirs around that same age. But that is not the way the plan worked out. In fact, unfortunately for them, they are not likely to see a license until their early twenties. On one hand, yes, it sucks. On another hand, it is safer for them. On yet another hand, it makes great money sense. But just as apparently having three hands does not make sense, when you consider the safety and the money concerns, it actually makes common sense.

First there is the motive for getting a driver’s license… freedom. A teenager will finally have the freedom to go pretty much where ever and when ever they choose. The downside? Parents expecting quid pro quo. “You want the car, you need to run here and do this for me.” The teenager soon learns they have been played into a role of errand runner. I personally did not bite on that as a teen driver. I chose to walk to school (4 miles, yes up hills and down hills, in the winter in 2 feet of snow…literally) for two reasons. One, parking was a nightmare living in the city. But the other reason, I needed to drive my kid sister with me. This could not have been any more inconvenient as it interfered with any after school plans.

But before long, I found out driving was also expensive. Gas was pricing out around $1.25 per gallon. There was also car insurance to pay, and being a male teen driver meant I would pay a lot more due to “risk” factors. And then, car maintenance was added to my expenses. This of course meant I needed a job, something that would give me at least enough to cover the car expenses, which sucked because then I would need to work more, if I wanted to do anything with the car. But working more, meant I would not be available to do the things I was trying to do with the car. A vicious cycle.

For forty-two years, I have been a very good driver, safe. I have not been responsible for one traffic accident. I have been in two accidents, neither my fault, and both leaving an impression on me, how bad things could have been. I have had many friends in car accidents, and my first ex wife was nearly killed in a head-on car collision. So there was a lot to think about as my daughters approached their fifteenth birthdays.

There was one more complication for my daughters, no fault of their own. Their mother and I divorced by the time they were eligible to drive, adding two new drivers was going to be a huge financial burden on both of us, really neither of us could afford. Sure, there were fears about accidents which all parents go through, but for me it was simple, can we afford it?

When faced with a problem, I try to be rational, no emotions. I want to think of all the factors necessary to make the right decision, not necessarily fair.

Having established that parentally, financially it was not possible, that meant that my daughters would have to foot the finances of operating a car. That meant them getting a job, as mentioned above. But here is the thing. As a parent, as opposed to when I was an unguided teenager, I felt school was more important, which meant having time for homework and studying, than working at a job. Sure, there were social and skill building opportunities with a job, but any work would only be allowed on the weekends, not on school nights. Hard to operate a car, working only a couple days a week. And at that point, you are working only for car opportunities, and nothing else.

Looking at the expenses of the car, of course, buying a car, most likely a used one, meant there would likely be frequent trips to the garage for repair, along with a car payment, gas, and of course insurance. Financially this was just not possible. That aside, how much sense did it really make after all? To drive a car for two years, then head off to college, where they would not be able to drive as many colleges do not allow driving in the first year, and depending where attending colleges, driving is discouraged for many reasons, especially parking convenience.

While I cannot guess the expense of a used car payment, or how much gas would be consumed, let’s just look at paying car insurance for say, just the period of time between graduation, and the first two years of college. It is probably a good guess that the average cost would total around $2500 a year, just to be able to drive the few weeks during breaks. Now I do not know about you, but I know a lot more important things I could do with $2500 than just have that temporary convenience.

With ridesharing, comes an option that gave my daughters two types of opportunities. The first, if either of their parents were not available to drive, they could simply call for an Uber. Of course, being in a big city college, they will learn to take public transportation. Both of these are cheaper options than car ownership and licensing. But being young consumers, this also gives my daughters an opportunity to learn financial responsibility and living within their means, while they build up credit as young adults. Having a car in the big city, they would quickly learn about parking fees, and likely driving citations, added to the other financial things that come with a license and car ownership.

Yes, I am a parental buzzkill, seemingly having deprived my daughters the opportunity to drive. While safety is always a concern, even well into their adulthood, for me, it was much more important for them to learn financial responsibility and that what seems like an inconvenience, actually bought time for something better.

Takes A Licking


A few stories came across my feed this morning from pages that I support in regard to heart surgery survivors. Though it has been over fifteen years since my emergency open heart surgery to perform a double bypass, I recall every detail as it if happened only yesterday (much to the dismay of those in my life frustrated by my inability to remember five minutes ago).

The first deals with aftercare, as in one of the first things upon discharge, or just before discharge. There is a huge scar in the middle of the chest now, protected by a bandage or sometimes called a dressing. Under normal conditions, when a patient returns home, there is most likely going to be a visiting nurse for the first week, just to make sure the incision is healing properly, and vitals (blood pressure, pulse) are still doing well.

This particular survivor’s dressing had not been removed prior to departing the hospital, so it was planned to be removed with the visiting nurse’s first visit. The nurse never came. And as most wounds heal, they have a tendency to itch, and the survivor became an impatient patient, wanting to remove the bandage on her own.

To many, this would seem an easy thing to resolve, but to someone recently dealing with the recent trauma of heart surgery, we look for either reassurance or direction. There is a reason a health professional should be the one to remove the dressing, and that is mainly, to examine the incision. While a patient looking out their chest wound may feel confident that all looks fine, a trained professional should be the one to make that call. The last thing that needs to happen is to have an infection develop, which would only lead to things worse than the heart surgery itself.

For me it was simple, make a call to the surgeon’s office, or cardiologist, and make them aware of the “no show” nurse. While the doctor may feel it is okay to remove the bandage yourself, there is still the need for the patient to be seen while recovering at home.

As we recover from heart surgery, there are many adjustments that need to be made, some immediately, like sleeping positions, and some over time, such as diet and activities. The next two situations deal with this.

One patient who is seven weeks post surgery, has thoughts on the upcoming Winter holiday season, which will mean a lengthy drive, both ways for them. While this is still two months away, comfort of the chest and overall comfort can still be a legitimate concern.

My ride home from the hospital was an hour long, bumpy and shaky ride. I often felt like riding in a covered wagon on a dirt road would have been a smoother ride. But travelling a couple months, while might still involve comfort, tolerance by the rest of the body could be an issue. Full recovery from open heart surgery, is not usually considered until three months, and that is when it is followed by cardiac rehab, possibly physical rehab. And honestly, you do not need to have gone through heart surgery to experience the fatigue of not just a two hour drive one way, but a two hour drive back, all in the same day.

There is a fairly good chance, that the patient will be fine, perhaps nothing more than a bit more tired, and then hopefully be allowed the opportunity to get the additional rest needed. But there is also a chance, that this kind of trip might still be too much to handle. I did make the recommendation that if they can, use the “heart” pillow they were given, to place it between the seatbelt and their chest to provide some cushion. Ultimately, it might even be a gameday decision whether or not to make that trip, and under no circumstances should they feel guilty if that morning they decide, it is just too much.

The final story is a bit more extreme, and unfortunate. While I disagree with the way the patient/survivor is acting, I do feel that his care team should have done more at least in the beginning.

When anyone undergoes a major lifesaving surgery, regardless what it is, it often gets referred to as a second chance at life. For some of us, we may need third, fourth, fifth or more, depending on the circumstances. Regardless, following this surgery, it is supposed to be about appreciation for something almost taken away, a desire to do things differently, a “want” to live.

The writer expressed that her husband had just passed seven years from a quadruple bypass. In spite of this effort to save his life, he chose not to give up smoking, drinking, and refused to take any of the medications given to aid his recovery and help his longevity. The day before she wrote, he was in bad enough pain, that he “dropped to his knees.” He uses a nitro “spray” at least twice a week and has been exhibiting other symptoms. These things alone are concerning enough to go to the ER for attention.

Instead, she was focused on a “Pandora’s Box” question, how long the bypass would hold up, and was told by the doctor that likely ten years. To be honest, doctors generally will not give a time frame, at least not exact, because every situation is different. Mine for instance was over fifteen years ago, and is still quite patent, meaning I have many more years yet. But his health is bad enough, that she is concerned with his lack of compliance to do what was in his best interest, might he actually have less than ten years. He refuses to be seen by doctors. Some of the replies she is getting are quite harsh, not what she needs to be hearing, though truthful, his seeming lack of appreciation for a second shot at life.

There is a key component to his case. I see no mention of any emotional support. And as anyone who has undergone open heart surgery, the emotional issues that arise, in nearly everyone, need to be addressed on some level at some point. And it is clear that his were not. And it is unfortunate that he simply chooses to have his wife and caregiver suffer emotionally as well. His outlook clearly is not good.

It has been over 15 years since my first heart surgery. It was four years ago since my second heart surgery, and tomorrow marks the 2nd anniversary of my third heart surgery, to replace my aortic valve.

If I lived my life by “how long” each surgery will last, I had already passed the first surgery, and have six years for the second, and five years for the third. But here is the thing. I am not throwing away the chances given to me to live as long as I can. There are so many counting on me, and they mean everything to me and I would never want to hurt them by not giving a damn. That is not to say, that even doing the right things is guaranteed to get me the maximum time, then again, it could get me longer. But it starts with me, having an appreciation for the efforts made, on multiple times, to save my life.

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