The Big “C” - Chapter 4
November
20 — December 4, 2019
Where my cancer is will taken into account in the treatment of my cancer, as it will affect the way the radiation therapy is delivered.
For those with brain tumors, cognitive impairment, sometimes very
severe, can be a lasting side-effect. Most, quite reasonably, would
be happy to shave a few points off their IQ if doing so meant not
dying from cancer.
But
hey, guess what? To a significant extent, this is very much all about
me! To those who’ve read some of my other blog posts, first I must
apologize for my writing—but the souls who have risked loosing
their latest meal will already know parts of my tale. For those who
do not, here’s the short version: my childhood medical records
document my diagnosis as “hyperactive” in 1970, and after some
trial and error I was put on Ritalin, but was off it by the end of
elementary school. Then, 12 years ago, at the age of 42, I was
diagnosed with adult ADHD. I was not surprised, but at the time I was
an electrical engineering major, and was afraid I’d be told I
wasn’t university material. Considering the majority of feedback
I’d received throughout my life, I figured my IQ was, at most, on
the high end of the “average” range, i.e. not much higher than
115. No, the real shock was learning that for most of my lifei,
I was walking around with a gifted-level IQ of 136.
To
balance out the sense of lost opportunities when younger, this new
bit of self-knowledge also gave me a vastly expanded sense of future
potentialities. I hope some would understand why I might be
loath to sacrifice my long-unrecognized gifts so soon after learning
I even had them. Mindful of how my concerns might be perceived, I
shared shared them with my cancer care team, who reassured me that
cognitive side-effects are not a serious concern.
While
I do not have a brain tumor, my carcinoma is uncomfortably close to
my brain, so the x-rays used to treat it will still need to aimed
very precisely. To ensure such precision, my head/face will need to
be immobilized so that every radiotherapy session/treatment targets
the same area. The description of how this would be done brought to
mind what actors go through when fitted for prosthetic makeup
(Klingon cosplay anyone?). This YouTube video depicts someone being
fitted for a radiation therapy mask.
The
excision of one of my lymph nodes went off without a hitch. Within 48
hours, my nurse navigator called to tell me that the lymph node
biopsied as benign. That was really good news. When the PET scan was
done in late October, my carcinoma measured 3.2 cm. The chemo
oncologist felt it would be wise to get a quick CT scan of the
carcinoma to make sure is hasn’t grown, as 4 cm is the threshold
for considering chemotherapy in conjunction with radiation. The CT
scan results showed there was no perceptible change in the size of
the carcinoma, so no chemo for me!
My
radiotherapy will consist of 35 sessions, Monday through Friday
(excluding holidays) and the first treatment will be on December 5th,
and assuming I don’t miss any scheduled treatments, I’ll be done
on January 24.
Stay
tuned!
Endnotes
The details are complicated, but overall, IQ is relatively stable over an individual’s lifetime.
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