So, yesterday as we sat in the oncologist office waiting to meet the doctor for the first time, we were encouraged to see the sign in the picture below. It gave us confirmation that we were in good hands. After some discussion, we were given 2 choices. One choice was to do nothing, in which case the doctor felt that the cancer would spread to the bones within 2 years, which would be pretty horrible. Second choice was hormone therapy, in which case we hope to keep the cancer from spreading and hopefully shrinking the cancer cells so that Thom has a quality lifestyle for at least 3-5 years and possibly up to 10. We asked about a lot of different therapies, both alternative and conventional, and he explained why many of them were not an option. We will be letting him know what we choose by next Tuesday. We came home and had a long discussion about the side effects of the hormone therapy and how this would affect our life and him especially. It is sort of a “do or die” scenario and we feel comfortable with, basically, the only choice available. This therapy involves 4 pills a day and 1 injection every 3 months, and he will be closely monitored to see how his body responds to the treatment. The ultimate goal is to bring the PSA number down which will mean that the cancer isn’t spreading. Our prayers have been that we would be able to choose the right therapy and since we only had one real choice, that was what was supposed to be done. We are feeling hopeful and don’t plan on letting this kick his butt or mine. We will never give up. He is feeling good, eating well (you know Thom is sick when he isn’t feeling hungry ) and has gained 3 pounds since last Friday. Woo Hoo!!!
We celebrated our anniversary with “legal to his diet” smoothies instead of champagne, leftovers instead of a steak and curled up on the couch, watching the moon rise through the window and reliving good memories from our 50 years together. We laughed pretty hard at some of those memories about Pat Dandridge, my brother Glenn, Greg Dandridge, Michael Ray Strawn, Randy Mccann, Jackie Gunter Faunda, Jacob Reagan, Josh, and Justin Reagan.
We dreamed once again about river trips in Mexico, nights spent under a dark sky watching meteors and fireballs streak across the sky, drumming by fires, moonlit walks on beaches in different countries, drag racing as teenagers, good food with great friends, helping others, dancing in the rain, camping in jungles, scary hikes (for me), personal triumphs and meeting new people along our journey.
Thank you to everyone who continues sending everything our way. There was no way to keep up with all of the good wishes yesterday, so please know we saw everything even if it might not have been acknowledged. We are so fortunate that our lives include each and every one of you and a beautiful support team of friends and family. #ThomStrong #TeamThom
We celebrated our anniversary with “legal to his diet” smoothies instead of champagne, leftovers instead of a steak and curled up on the couch, watching the moon rise through the window and reliving good memories from our 50 years together. We laughed pretty hard at some of those memories about Pat Dandridge, my brother Glenn, Greg Dandridge, Michael Ray Strawn, Randy Mccann, Jackie Gunter Faunda, Jacob Reagan, Josh, and Justin Reagan.
We dreamed once again about river trips in Mexico, nights spent under a dark sky watching meteors and fireballs streak across the sky, drumming by fires, moonlit walks on beaches in different countries, drag racing as teenagers, good food with great friends, helping others, dancing in the rain, camping in jungles, scary hikes (for me), personal triumphs and meeting new people along our journey.
Thank you to everyone who continues sending everything our way. There was no way to keep up with all of the good wishes yesterday, so please know we saw everything even if it might not have been acknowledged. We are so fortunate that our lives include each and every one of you and a beautiful support team of friends and family. #ThomStrong #TeamThom
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