Part 9: post processing
A funny thing happened on the way to my nuclear medicine treatment. Well, not so much funny as unexpected. The tumor on my back grew - really fast. The doctors had changed my drug regimen in order to “excite” the cancer and then zap it with radioactive iodine. I was only one day away from the appointment to take the radioactive iodine, after a week of “dosimetrics” to determine how much stuff to take. But the cancer got a little too excited and grew like crazy. My legs got worse and I was in greater danger of becoming paralyzed. I woke up Sunday morning (June 17) about 4 am feeling really strange. I felt rationale, but was pretty sure that pure evil had entered my body. I quickly moved into a panic state and Carmela and I considered a trip to the emergency room, then considered just driving ourselves, then things eased up a bit. But after the next panic attack at 10 am, we got into the car and headed for the ER. (more…)