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Maddie And Emmy


The following is a short story that I wrote for another project earlier this year, a tribute to my daughters, my reason for being.

Maddie And Emmy

By Paul Edelman, Jr.

As a thirty-five-year survivor of Hodgkin’s Lymphoma, some would think that my greatest achievement is simply surviving.  Living as a cancer survivor for thirty-five years is indeed a significant milestone, surpassing the well-known five-year mark told to cancer patients, when they can consider themselves “cured” of their cancer.  However, I consider my greatest achievements to be my two daughters, Madison and Emmalie, the most important parts of my survivorship.

At the age of twenty-two, one of my main concerns was how cancer would impact fatherhood. Once I had completed both radiation and chemotherapy treatments, it was discovered that chemotherapy left me unable to have biological children, which devastated me.  I had always dreamed of becoming a father and had to seek other ways to make that dream possible.  Fertility treatments via artificial insemination and in vitro were unsuccessful.  My only remaining hope was adoption to help me achieve my life’s greatest purpose, fatherhood.

Maddie and Emmy were born thirteen and fifteen years after the time when I first started my treatments.  But it was halfway through my recovery survivorship, they witnessed my first health issue caused by late side effects from radiation and chemotherapy administered eighteen years earlier.  In 2008, when they were five and three years old, I nearly died from a severe cardiac event, nicknamed for its lethality, a “widow maker” blockage to my heart.  I will never forget the bone-chilling words that my cardiologist said to me, “it was not a question of ‘if’ you were going to die, but ‘when.’”  I underwent an emergency double bypass to save my life.  Three days later, my daughters were brought into the hospital, shocked to see my condition, yet relieved that I was going to be okay.  I survived this first of many health complications caused by my treatments.  The one constant has been my daughters, my inspiration through each health crisis faced during my survivorship. 

 

Cancer survivors generally do not want their experience with cancer or any subsequent health issues to define them.  What holds significant importance are moments like hearing “I love you Dad” from their children and witnessing their growth over the years.  

Balancing my medical appointments and parent-teacher conferences was a challenge.  My daughters remember good times with me from birthdays, holidays, amusement parks, and vacations.  Despite all my health issues, I made sure I witnessed each of their high school graduations.  Today, they are both in college, which seemed unimaginable to me thirty-five years ago.

My daughters are aware of my successful battle against cancer and openly discuss it.  Because they were not there during my treatments, they did not witness all the medical challenges I faced at that time.  However, as adults, I make sure they are fully informed and involved about my ongoing health concerns.  Their support and presence provide me with motivation and purpose, inspiring me to look forward to each new day as a significant milestone and the many more events in their lives that I will get to witness.

Breast Cancer Awareness Month


This photo of me with my grandmother comes from 1989, both of us cancer survivors at the time, she from breast cancer, me from Hodgkin’s Lymphoma. I had just completed six weeks of radiation therapy. My grandmother had been diagnosed in the Fall of 1985. Having undergone a double mastectomy, she joked with me, “I will be able to wear your shirts now.”

It was her bravery, her outlook, her stoicism that served as my first ever example of someone having faced cancer, and survived. Up until this point, all I ever knew about cancer was “everybody died” from it, a statement I would soon learn could be no further from the truth. Because of the way my grandmother handled her cancer fight, I cannot really go into details, as she did not discuss them, her way of protecting me from all of that “bad stuff”, yet at the same time denying me the ability to truly understand what she was going through.

It was her success in beating breast cancer that put me on the path to selecting my oncolgogist when I was diagnosed with Hodgkin’s in 1988 at the age of 22. My grandmother, small but mighty at a height of 4’11”, I considered one of the strongest people I knew. And if she could get through her cancer, so would I.

My experience was a bit more physically traumatic as far as surgeries go, and the toxicity of my treatments, unbeknownst to me, really posed the risk of killing me, instead of the cancer doing it. Mirroring her stamina and determination, I got through the next year and a half.

Our paths would take different turns a few years later, as she would pass at the age of 83 from her second battle with cancer, this time ovarian. I was crushed not by the fact that her not living forever after cancer did not happen and what that meant to me, but I lost one of the most influencial people in my life. Ten years later, I would begin a new chapter with my Hodgkin’s Lymphoma, not with a recurrence, but late side effects that would develop, caused by my treatments. But that is another post.

As I said, I am not very knowledgable when it comes to breast cancer. Sure, I know there are many types of breast cancers, staging, and a variety of treatment options, all similar to my experience with Hodgkin’s. And from what research I have done over the years, there is a similiarity to Hodgkin’s in that I saw that same “five year average” survival for breast cancer as we have for Hodgkin’s. Survival rates for both cancers do have one of the higher rates above 90% depending on the type and staging.

In fairness, my knowledge is still limited when it comes to breast cancer, though there are many in my personal circle who have been diagnosed, all with different situations, all with different treatment options. Regardless of their paths, all remain hopeful and positive in their battles.

Where my personal involvement comes in with breast cancer, is twofold, and actually has an impact on others as well. For anyone who has undergone “upper mantle” (the chest area) radiation therapy, there is an increased risk of developing breast cancer, even if a male, though it is not as common as females, it can happen, and self-screening is always recommended.

The second thing, and very important, because as Hodgkin’s survivors are all too aware of, the drug Adriamycin (also known as doxorubicin), is an anthracycline drug that damages cells to prevent them from growing and multiplying. This is good for destroying cancer cells, but bad for healthy normal cells. This drug is also notorious for being referred to as the “red devil,” noted for its color and the one truly evil and potential side effect, heart damage. And the bad thing is, despite the technology being available, and I know this personally as I have researched it and wrote about it here, to discover this damage before it becomes a problem. The bad thing is, it does not get used because it is “not cost effective.” So unless you complain about the symptoms, which by then the damage is likely quite bad already, you will never know until it is too late. A simple 2D echocardiogram after treatments can determine if any damage has begun, and if so, change treatment course before too late. But you need to advocate for yourself and demand this echo to be done. It will not be volunteered to you.

Here is the link to the interview I did with researcher Bill Shirkey to back this up:

Of course, I recommend reading the other three parts to that story for the full context and what it means to me and others.

Last month for me was personal about Hodgkin’s Lymphoma awareness. This month for breast cancer, it is also personal. And next month will be no different when it comes to lung cancer. More on that one later.

(photo courtesty of Premier Family Medical)

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