thats good news! 
My Dad needs Mojo
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The "Let's beat it" attitude is always to be preferred. I hope the new treatment works out. 
Update for all of those still following this thread
The Port-a-Cath has taken rather well. The PICC line is now out so he is very happy about that. Next week they will be showing my mother how to disconnect the Port-a-Cath line herself so they only have to make one trip to the cancer center in a week instead of two. I am hoping to get in on that lesson so that I can help out if she is at work.
He got his latest blood test results and the doctors were happy. I have no numbers or figures but they were pleased. He is ramping up to 85% of his Chemo dose the next time and they want to have him on 100% for a bit before giving him the new drug. It is still stage 4 terminal cancer at this point but things are rolling along with no setbacks as of yet.
The Port-a-Cath has taken rather well. The PICC line is now out so he is very happy about that. Next week they will be showing my mother how to disconnect the Port-a-Cath line herself so they only have to make one trip to the cancer center in a week instead of two. I am hoping to get in on that lesson so that I can help out if she is at work.
He got his latest blood test results and the doctors were happy. I have no numbers or figures but they were pleased. He is ramping up to 85% of his Chemo dose the next time and they want to have him on 100% for a bit before giving him the new drug. It is still stage 4 terminal cancer at this point but things are rolling along with no setbacks as of yet.
Hopeful news indeed.
Mojo on continuous feed.
Mojo on continuous feed.
I'm happy that the Doctors are happy. I hope things continue to go well. Keep us updated.
Update: He is ramping up to 100% today. His platelets and white cell count were so bad a couple of week ago that they were considering a blood transfusion or stopping chemo entirely. The next test was so positive that the doctors were actually amazed. The good numbers are way up and the bad numbers are down. They are surprised that he has not had a heart attack yet because most of the patients on this type of chemo have already had 1 or 2 by this point. He has major chest pains every now and then and it always puts us on guard. We have been lucky so far though.
Good numbers up = GREAT NEWS! I'm happy for you and your family Sparky.
That's great. I hope he continues to amaze the Doctors.
Nice update! 
Keep this kind of news coming.
Mojo still headed your way.
Keep this kind of news coming.
Mojo still headed your way.
Wow, your family has gone through quite a rollercoaster ride but I'm glad things are looking at least somewhat up. Keep us updated, mate. Love the avatar, too. 
Long time no update.
My father is almost a certified medical marvel. By all their estimates and knowledge he should have been dead by now. The doctors are constantly amazed at his reaction to the chemo drugs. They have never seen someone handle them quite so easily. Other than general fatigue and a tendency to bleed when slightly scratched he is holding up like a champ. No hair loss, no nausea...he is actually gaining weight.
Unfortunately some of the other patients on this chemo cocktail did die from heart attacks.
That is still a concern but the fact that he is doing so well is a constant discussion amongst the specialists. The latest numbers and tests are very positive. He has some more tests to do but they have been throwing around the R word (Remission). It's still terminal, but now they are starting to throw around the word "years" instead of "months"
My father is almost a certified medical marvel. By all their estimates and knowledge he should have been dead by now. The doctors are constantly amazed at his reaction to the chemo drugs. They have never seen someone handle them quite so easily. Other than general fatigue and a tendency to bleed when slightly scratched he is holding up like a champ. No hair loss, no nausea...he is actually gaining weight.
Unfortunately some of the other patients on this chemo cocktail did die from heart attacks.
That is still a concern but the fact that he is doing so well is a constant discussion amongst the specialists. The latest numbers and tests are very positive. He has some more tests to do but they have been throwing around the R word (Remission). It's still terminal, but now they are starting to throw around the word "years" instead of "months"
Well, that's fantastic news. Hopefully your dad will be around for many years to come.
Great news! So glad to hear it. Will keep the good vibes headed your way.
Mister Mojo risin'!
Congrats dude.
Congrats dude.
I just noticed your post about your mother. You are one hell of an amazing person and I am so sorry for your loss. For you to wish me well in spite of your own circumstance is quite frankly a credit to your character. I will be sending whatever good vibes and mojo I can to you and yours.
Thank you.
Well. It's been a long time with no update. Quite honestly I had forgotten about this thread until recently. It's been a long road, but now the end is unfortunately near. I'm going to rant a bit now, it might be cathartic for me. I'm drunk right now, so take all spelling and punctuation errors with a grain of salt
Long story short, he is bed ridden now, suffering dementia and he will probably never have a coherent conversation ever again. He is on constant morphine because of the pain. The cancer has spread everywhere. Lungs, liver, blood, brain etc. He is on a bed in the living room, he can't walk or even stand. His greatest fear is abandonment, so we will not be moving him out of the house. My brother is helping out right now, but he has to get back to his life 4000km away. I am quitting my job, my wife and I are moving in with my parents so I can be there 24/7 to take care of him. We will stay there until my mother can sell the house, as she cannot afford the mortgage by herself and when It comes up for renewal she will not be approved. My new life will consist of getting his attention every 5 seconds to try and feed him, wiping his ass, powdering him and trying to make his last days as comfortable as we can make them. A small price to pay considering what he has done for me in my 35 years. The man lying in that bed is no longer my father, he is not the happy, vibrant, generous giant of a man that I know and love. He is a withering shell of a human being that requires constant monitoring and support. He requires constant attention as he forgets that he cant stand and he manages to move himself out of bed to pee or to try and work on part of the house. He only manages to fall on the floor and hurt himself. He thinks that he is out mowing the lawn, or finishing up the basement. At times he forgets who I am, or who my brother is. And yet, he is the man I love. That will never change.
This is enough for now, I`m probably going to rant more later, because he is the reason why i`m on this message board anyway.
Long story short, he is bed ridden now, suffering dementia and he will probably never have a coherent conversation ever again. He is on constant morphine because of the pain. The cancer has spread everywhere. Lungs, liver, blood, brain etc. He is on a bed in the living room, he can't walk or even stand. His greatest fear is abandonment, so we will not be moving him out of the house. My brother is helping out right now, but he has to get back to his life 4000km away. I am quitting my job, my wife and I are moving in with my parents so I can be there 24/7 to take care of him. We will stay there until my mother can sell the house, as she cannot afford the mortgage by herself and when It comes up for renewal she will not be approved. My new life will consist of getting his attention every 5 seconds to try and feed him, wiping his ass, powdering him and trying to make his last days as comfortable as we can make them. A small price to pay considering what he has done for me in my 35 years. The man lying in that bed is no longer my father, he is not the happy, vibrant, generous giant of a man that I know and love. He is a withering shell of a human being that requires constant monitoring and support. He requires constant attention as he forgets that he cant stand and he manages to move himself out of bed to pee or to try and work on part of the house. He only manages to fall on the floor and hurt himself. He thinks that he is out mowing the lawn, or finishing up the basement. At times he forgets who I am, or who my brother is. And yet, he is the man I love. That will never change.
This is enough for now, I`m probably going to rant more later, because he is the reason why i`m on this message board anyway.
I'm very sorry to hear this. It's tragic how disease can take away the most important things we have-- identity, memory, dignity. I hope he can come to the end of his life as peacefully and painlessly as possible. He is fortunate to have such a loyal son to look after him in his time of greatest need.
