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Pain is a Game Changer

July 21, 2018 by Malia Lane Leave a Comment

Even before my terminal cancer diagnosis, I have always been told how brave and positive I am. I have always asserted that I most certainly am not always either one – I believe that’s way too heavy a burden to put on anybody. So today I’m going to write about a prime example to show my scared and negative side.

Right now I am absolutely enraged at what I’m learning about health care in our country as I go through this journey of just even getting fully diagnosed, tested again and again, second opinions on it all, reams of papers to fill out for every single doctor, surgeon and hospital (why can’t there be a central database for this stuff?)

It’s not been a smooth path from the moment I found the lump while in Tucson in March, traveling to Colorado where I got the dire diagnosis in May, then hightailing it to Oregon where at least I knew if they were right that I would die soon, that I could do that on my terms without being in constant pain.

Of course this was all complicated because I was on the road, seeing different doctors and having to go through a ridiculous maze just to get records transferred to all the various doctors’ offices. I won’t go into the details, because I don’t know if anybody would believe the rampant uncaring attitude and incompetence I’ve seen in this process by all but a few offices. It is truly mind boggling and spirit killing to see this in the medical field that we all believe is there to help us in our time of need and when we are most scared and vulnerable.

When I had my first consult with the oncologist here in Oregon on Monday, I posted on Facebook how impressed I was with him and his whole office:

Grateful for the oncologist visit today – not only is the doctor totally awesome, but the entire staff was caring and efficient. That’s something I certainly haven’t experienced in every office I’ve had to deal with these last few months. OK, quick update, because of course I knew it would come down to more tests being needed. So blood drawn today, another CT scan scheduled for next week, and I agreed to a more extensive biopsy that will have to be done surgically to be scheduled as soon as possible. He explained that with a bigger and better sample of the worst lymph node, it may help identify things having to do with the DNA and other things I don’t need to understand at this point. He talked about some kind of targeted therapy more defined than normal chemo, as well as immunology. But that is all to be determined after more tests. He emphasized he wasn’t talking about a “cure” but a way to increase the time and quality of life in the meantime. I’m OK with that. All is well, and that’s all I know for now.

Before I left his office, he asked if I needed anything like pain meds. Since I had told him during the exam that I really wasn’t in any pain and the soreness I felt on the right side of my neck (where the most enlarged lymph node is) was really not that bad, I was even a little surprised at the question. What discomfort I had was being handled nicely by the CBD cream and basically I was opposed to and afraid of heavy drugs unless really necessary and I wasn’t at that point. He said to just call if I needed anything.

But, oh how quickly things can change:

Tuesday night, for the first time, I suddenly became aware of a tight feeling in my neck on the left side. I could then feel a large lump there where I never could before. It was definitely more noticeably painful than the one on the right had ever been. As the night went on, it became more painful, and I noticed if I touched it, or coughed, it was even more so.

By the time I woke up in the morning, pain was much worse. It was always noticeable now, not just upon touch. Is this because of position and maybe pressing on nerves unlike the one on the right? I took a couple of extra strength Tylenol and called the doctor’s office.

Wednesday morning: I told them I thought this was a drastic change in my condition from when I had just seen the doctor on Monday. The left side node was noticeably swollen and increasingly painful. I wanted to be sure the doctor knew of this new development. I had a few questions: He said the biopsy he suggested was meant not only to get a better sample, but cutting that large node out would make me more comfortable. So I asked if they could do the left side instead of the right since that’s the only one that hurt. I also told her the pain was bad enough to make me take up the doctor’s offer of pain meds now since the Tylenol wasn’t doing a thing. She said she would get a message to the doctor and someone would call me as soon as possible.

pain-chartOf course she asked me to rate it on the scale and I admitted to being a wuss when it came to pain, but I’d say from 4-6 depending on if I was still or coughing. But I really wasn’t used to pain at all and besides that, this new development really concerned me. I told her I hadn’t had much experience with doctors, that I had always been so healthy that I hardly ever got colds or the flu. I also told her that all the other tests of my various body parts and organs came out clear. So I guess I’m the healthiest person ever who’s dying of cancer. Stupid joke and nobody laughed.

Thursday morning: Still no call. I called again and told her that the pain was bad enough last night that I couldn’t stay asleep even after taking my sleeping pill. It’s a mild one, so I ended up taking two a few hours apart, but I still slept fitfully and woke up in pain that morning. I told her the doctor said I could call for pain meds and what was taking so long? She promised to have someone call me that day.

Friday morning: Still nothing. I left this message on the patient portal that supposedly gets to the doctor: (I’m still not revealing names yet, but may resort to that after I find another doctor.)

I was really impressed with Dr. _________ during our appointment on Monday. I told him then I was really in no pain and we discussed a more extensive biopsy. CT scan was scheduled for the 24th and he said he would have surgeon call me for that review. But suddenly on Tues night, I became aware of pain on left side I had never felt before; much worse than right side we had always been aware of. It seemed to have ballooned overnight and pain constant and much worse when I cough and really bad when sneeze. Since then, each day I’ve spoken to [named 3 different people] and they said they would have nurse or Dr. ______ call me. I can’t believe I still have not heard anything! Then the surgeon calls to say Dr. _________ wanted him to see me ASAP and they could work me in for consult on Monday. But you didn’t schedule the CT scan until Tues. How can he review what you didn’t do yet? When a patient has been told they’re dying and now in pain, how can you be so careless?!

I received a call back from the HR Director because the Practice Director is out of town. My doctor won’t be back until Tuesday, and she doesn’t understand why he didn’t call me on Wednesday before he left on his vacation. She went and spoke to the on call physician and was told she thought it can wait for the doctor’s return, but if I didn’t think so, I could go to the ER or urgent care center. Wow, lady, are you serious?! Nobody there can prescribe even the mildest pain medication for a patient who had been told just to call if she needed anything?! If that office is that busy or the staff just that uncaring and incompetent, I’m going to find another doctor. I guess I should have had a clue when they drew blood that day, but then called me back the next day to come back in to give more because they didn’t get enough. All the way there, I was freaked thinking they had found something drastic they just had to retest. But when I got there and demanded an answer, they admitted they just dropped the vial and spilled it. I was even kind of relieved with that answer and just chalked it up to accidents happen and don’t cry over spilled blood. That would have been the end of it except for all that happened afterwards.

I promised I would write honestly about all my “adventures” and I’m going to continue doing that, even when they’re not all bright, shiny and happy with beautiful pictures.

So if you want to see the depths to which I can sink, check out this song, because this is the honest truth of how I’m feeling now:

This is not the time to try to talk me out of anything, make me feel better or give me advice on what you think I should do.  This is me venting and serving up the proof that my “faith is not always high.”

I may or may not feel better tomorrow or the next day. I’m just dealing with the pain for the time being with more Tylenol, CBD cream and sublingual drops. I can’t really tell – maybe it helps some, but not for long. I guess it’s unreasonable to expect I’d be completely pain free having lung cancer. I supposed the most I can hope for is to hang in there with it until I qualify with a six months to live diagnosis and make the decision for myself when I’ve had enough.

To further complicate things, Medford’s air quality is rated dangerous for the next few days due to smoke from wildfires all around, so I’m not about to get outside. I feel it ridiculous for me to have to go to an urgent care center to tell them I’m being seen by an oncologist for terminal lung cancer, but I couldn’t get pain meds from his office because he was on vacation. I’m sure I’ll look like a junkie and I’ve never found those kind of centers particularly useful anyway.

So for now, I’ll keep the appointment next week for the new CT scan and then the consult with the surgeon to see if I’ll even agree to whatever kind of biopsy he thinks is necessary or if it would help in any way. When I next see the oncologist, I’ll make sure he understands what I think of his office’s treatment. At this point, I’m totally disgusted and I don’t trust any of them and honestly believe they’re all basically just in it for the money. Even if they care at all, the system makes it impossible to operate outside the establishment, sick as it is.

I’ve always said I didn’t trust modern medicine these days. It’s all about profit and big pharma and I have no respect for any of their ilk. So it occurred to me today to ask why I am continuing to play their games.

After watching my mother deal with endless doctors, conflicting diagnoses, side effects from the dozens of pills she took every day, I also always said I would not spend my life chasing doctors, diagnosis and treatment and taking meds that need still more meds to counteract endless side effects. I’m renewing that pledge today. I’m not up for talking, commenting or justifying anything. I’m just being raw and real today. Life sucks sometimes and that’s the truth!

Interesting comments/discussion on my Facebook page about this (public so no Facebook account needed).

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