Fathers Day
7 September 2015For me a day here and a day there is not important so let’s call it 365 days (really about 350) since my stage 4 melanoma diagnosis.
In the words of the first oncologist my life expectancy was months so to see another father’s day on Sunday close to a year later was great.
I am still working and try to keep active. The blood tests every 3 weeks before oncologist appointments provide the indicators of how the body appears (I use the word appears because it’s not concrete proof) to be progressing. The oncologist is very encouraged by his observations. Of recent times the only negative blood indicator has been low hemoglobin count. This results in low energy (get puffed out) as oxygen is not being distributed around the body. It’s typically resolved for a while with a top up of blood. That’s a small price to pay for good progress.
I am in line for a scan (that’s when the public health system sees fit to give me an appointment) because this will show if we have had tumor reduction or on the other side expansion. The waiting is frustrating.
I have a great family network supporting me along with great friends. Believe me a serious diagnosis effects the extended family as much as the patient. We all live with the unknown. My next milestone is a birthday in December followed by Christmas. After that the sky’s the limit (I just might get to see my granddaughter start school in 3 years).