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A Letter To My Daughters


To my daughters, in less than two months, you will both be students in college. Both of you have your directions that you are going in. Both of you have an inclination of what you want to do once you have earned your degrees. But know this, I have done all that I can, from the times that you were placed into my arms, through elementary school, middle school, and high school, to prepare you for this next part of your life.

I wanted to give you as much as I was able, definitely more than I had been given. And though our journey as a family did not follow as planned, I am hoping that the lives we shared with each other, provided you both with the foundations and experiences, to not only get through college, but in each of your lives.

I am going to put aside all of the childhood and family memories that I have of us because they will always be there for me. But now, as this first part of your life has been completed, I want to focus as I watch you both, become the women you were meant to be. The decisions you make are now your own. I am simply here, with words should you need advice. The experiences you have, are yours.

As you continue to grow, and yes, that means get older (I told you to stay kids as long as you could), keep these words in mind.

Whenever you need, I am just a phone call away. And when I do get calls from you, it will bring me such joy. Whether it is just to say “hi” or “I love you and miss you,” or simply, “I need you,” I will likely reply with “miss you more”, “love you more,” “need you more.” In fact, a billion times more.

Believe in yourselves. I know that I believe in both of you. No matter what obstacles get thrown in front of you, know that I will be there, and I will always support you both no matter how far apart we may be. You will always succeed as long as you keep trying. You used to say that I needed to let you “fall” so that you could learn how to pick yourselves up. And now, it is up to you to find your own way. Yes, my heart will be sad if or when this happens, in silence with any struggle you face, but the sadness will turn into pride when you overcome those moments. Just remember, you can only fail if you stop trying.

People tell me that you are both lucky to have me as a Father. I believe it is the other way around. You are both a miracle to me. The blessings and memories that you have given me so far, have given my life meaning. But I know that I cannot keep you as children forever. I am so excited for what is ahead for both of you. I have been as honest, loyal, and strong for you and with you as I can, whether in times of joy or sorrow. I wanted to be your role model not just for your character, reputation, and morals, but in how you expect to be treated by those you bring into your lives. Of all things I have done with you, it is those examples that I consider the most important thing for me to have taught you both.

Our visits with each other will be less for the next several years, but the moments that we are able to get together with each other, all together or with just either of you, I hope you will be as excited to see me as I am to see both of you. I will be anxious to hear all of the things you have done since I last saw you. I am no longer able to pick you up, hoist you upon my shoulders, but I will always be able to give you the biggest, and prepare for it, the longest hugs I can give both of you.

I know that I cannot promise to be there for the rest of your lives, but I can promise to be there for both of you, for the rest of my life. No matter what you go through, I will always love both of you, as I have always said, “to the moon and back.”

The Transition Continues


With the exception of two short periods of time, nearly all activities with my daughters have been with all of us. There were some individual things at school or with friends, but for the most part, it has always been the three of us. The first period that I referenced, my older daughter, got all of the focus as I was waiting on the arrival of her sister, a process that took nearly two years.

But for the next sixteen years, it was the three of us. With her older sister away at college, and making her own plans, this year my younger daughter, for good or bad, has been able to receive probably 90% of the focus from me. All the years between, I feel I did a good job, sharing “me” and my attention equally between both, making sure that both of my daughters needs were met, and wants to could be taken care of whenever possible.

With my older daughter, all of my fatherhood decisions were “on the job” training. With my younger daughter, decisions came out of experience, things I learned from the first time around. It is safe to say, that I am certain that both learned everything that I felt was important to succeed as adults. My younger daughter has benefited from the experiences of her older sister, with any adjustments that I needed to make along the way.

My older daughter, well on her way to establishing herself is preparing for her next year in college. My younger daughter is preparing for her first year of college. It is hard to believe that nineteen years of fatherhood has blown by so quickly, as I focus on the decisions that need to be made for tomorrow, with the images from yesterday, that I hold close to my heart.

Only Time Will Tell


From the day I was diagnosed with Hodgkin’s Lymphoma back in November of 1988, I firmly believe, the physiology of how my body worked changed forever. Surgeries removed organs and other parts of my body as part of the diagnostic and staging procedures, complicating my body’s day to day survival. Then my body was subjected to all kinds of toxicities from extreme dosages of ionized radiation to poisonous chemotherapy, all in the trade off for survival from cancer, and changing more of my body. And then, as time passed, decades in fact of survivorship, late developing side effects from my treatments now have the largest impact on my health.

And then, there have been all the major surgeries and trauma events that have occurred. My body is always under some sort of strain.

For the last fifteen years, I have been closely monitored by doctors who know and understand what late effects from cancer treatments are about. I get followed up with bloodwork, x-rays, scans, and even procedures to make sure that everything is still on the path of survivorship. Occasionally, there are things that do raise a concern, and when possible, they are dealt with or managed.

Bloodwork is a valuable tool, in that numbers, whether too high or too low, can indicate a problem and the need to investigate further. Some of those blood tests may just be a wake-up call, that something needs to change. My thyroid took a major hit from radiation damage. My blood is monitored annually, my thyroid scanned for polyps or tumors, and medication is taken. I am currently at my highest dose since I began taking it long ago.

Cholesterol is another bad word around me, and I kind of get a double whammy. High cholesterol runs in my family history. But the fact that my liver took a hit from my chemo, makes treating my high cholesterol complicated, as even medications struggle to keep levels to a safe range. I already eat a low cholesterol diet, and exercise as best as I can, but it often feels like I am going up a river in a canoe without paddles.

Recently, another blood level has reached an unhealthy level, and it is just as confusing because between my activity lifestyle and my diet, below average in carbs and sugars consumption, my A1C, the test that measures your sugar levels over the last three months and the answer to cheating for the simpler blood sugar test, has reached an all time high for me, and well into the diabetic range. My A1C has been on the constant rise, in spite of my diet, in spite of my exercise, in spite of being on medication. While my doctors try to figure out what is going on with this issue, I have my own suspicions, of course, just more late side effects leading me to be insulin resistant. My current weight, which has been the same for as long as I can remember, has not decreased at all, in spite of my diet and exercise, but of course is also associated with the higher A1C. My inability to lose any, did I say “ANY” weight has always baffled me.

I know stress also has played a major role.

My exercise regimen, not anything that would lead me to a physique like Lou Ferrigno, simply a large amount of walking, and some upper body strengthening, are meant to either get me into shape from a recent surgery or procedure, or to prepare my body for the next surgery or procedure. I always thought I was doing the right thing. A new situation has me wondering.

Recently, I cracked a rib on my right side, with a casual motion sitting on a chair. The susceptibility from decreased bone density because of my cancer treatments, is responsible for this easier injury to occur. While I am able to function, my arms and legs work, I have had to stop exercising because of the soreness to my rib cage. After one week, and note – nothing after nearly two years since my last heart surgery, I have dropped four pounds. But that is not all. An obvious physical symptom to spot with the naked eye, swelling in my ankles is also down. I have been involved in medicine now for a decade and a half, and can hypothesize, there may be something else at work. And given the history of the health of my body, anything is possible.

As I said, I have been baffled why I have not been able to drop weight all these years of exercising. But as I recover or give myself a rest while my rib heals, I have not been able to exercise. And given my last A1C blood result, and inability to afford the new diabetes medication my doctor wants me to take, I am resorting to the same method I do every time I get confronted with a health problem, major denial and I will prove them wrong. So, two months ago, when I got this news, I made the change to my diet, eliminating 75-90% of any of my carbs and sugars. It is still two months until I will have my A1C checked again, but in the two months I have been doing this, no weight loss.

But after one week, resting from an injury, I got results? Now I know, previously, when I have had to skip exercise for a few days, I recall the loss of swelling, and maybe shedding a pound or two, only to gain everything back, including the swelling, once I returned back to exercising. Again, I am not built like a body builder, and as much as I would love to lean on the theory “muscle weighs more than fat,” something more sinister may be at work her.

Congestive Heart Failure. Do not panic. I know I did the first time I saw it on my chart, which oddly enough did not occur until thirteen years after my first heart surgery back in 2008. But just before my aortic valve was replaced two Octobers ago, there it was on my chart, at least me noticing for the first time, the words, “congestive heart failure.” The term refers to the hearts ability to pump blood and becoming progressively more difficult. The fact is, many heart patients are likely to be considered in CHF.

But my diagnosis of CHF actually makes sense. Though honestly, I do not feel any differently, and actually have been impressed with my exercising and my breathing while doing it. But if the heart is not pumping correctly or maximally, it can cause fluid retention (also known as swelling and weight gain) and other issues. By exercising, I have been making my heart work harder, pump harder. But the time I have taken off to recover from my injury, my ankle swelling has gone down, and I lost a few pounds.

It will be two months before my blood gets tested for my A1C, and will see if my Draconian diet change had any impact. But I am going to refrain from exercising another week, just to see if my current conditions continue, and just as importantly, see if I lose any further weight. Yes, it is a “catch 22”, but if I lose more weight, that is a very important symptom for my cardiologist to be aware of with my history.

If you are someone who has never seen the inside of a hospital, as a patient that is, and have had nothing more than routine annual exams, I am so happy for you.

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