Yes, I won my first round of match play in the Eldorado Men's Club golf Flights Championship, but not even that could improve my mood after Edie called and said her urine protein jumped from 399 mg/24 hrs in November of '06, to 2288 mg/24 hrs in July '07.
That isn't good, and means the Revlimid and Dex isn't working. And I had such high hopes. :(
Now we're faced with a decision - Velcade and Doxil (AKA Adriamycin), Doxil alone or a transplant, none of which are good choices, at least in my opinion.
Anyone who has ever read this blog, or posts of mine else where, know that I don't like the idea of a transplant, except as a last resort, and I don't like Adriamycin much more, but those are the choices.
So right now, Edie's oncologist is going to contact Dr. Durie, a myeloma expert at Cedar's Sinai, to get his input, plus she is going to have a MUGA scan (to test heart function in anticipation of using the Doxil), and then she has another appointment with her oncologist next Monday to discuss the options.
This getting old *&#@ isn't what it's cracked up to be. It's one thing dealing with your own illness, it's a whole other experience dealing with the disease of a loved one. That's a lot more difficult.
Needless to say, I'm not a happy camper. :(
That isn't good, and means the Revlimid and Dex isn't working. And I had such high hopes. :(
Now we're faced with a decision - Velcade and Doxil (AKA Adriamycin), Doxil alone or a transplant, none of which are good choices, at least in my opinion.
Anyone who has ever read this blog, or posts of mine else where, know that I don't like the idea of a transplant, except as a last resort, and I don't like Adriamycin much more, but those are the choices.
So right now, Edie's oncologist is going to contact Dr. Durie, a myeloma expert at Cedar's Sinai, to get his input, plus she is going to have a MUGA scan (to test heart function in anticipation of using the Doxil), and then she has another appointment with her oncologist next Monday to discuss the options.
This getting old *&#@ isn't what it's cracked up to be. It's one thing dealing with your own illness, it's a whole other experience dealing with the disease of a loved one. That's a lot more difficult.
Needless to say, I'm not a happy camper. :(
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