It’s been a bit of a tough week. Mike has been hit especially hard by the news of his grandma being placed on hospice care. Now 87, Grandma Marge has been growing more frail for a few years now. She relocated to South Carolina a couple years ago to be near Pam and Gary and has been unable to bounce back from a series of health issues/events, ranging from stroke to falls to increasingly severe memory problems. Her health has declined quite precipitously in recent weeks, and the family is now focused on ensuring her final days are peaceful and comfortable. Mike and I have spent some time talking this week about some of his favorite memories of his grandmother. He describes her as the “quintessential grandma” — kind, loving, and a great baker! Our love and thoughts are with Pam and Gary and the rest of Mike’s family during this difficult time.
Also filed under difficult news: As some of you know, the weakness in my left arm, as well as my overall level of fatigue, have been on the rise for a couple weeks now. We’ve been tweaking my steroid dose to get the symptoms under control. It’s sorta working, but the increase in steroids has, in turn, triggered a mild fungal infection, so we’re treating that, too, and it seems as though we’re reaching the end of the road with the steroids. Their reduced effectiveness and accumulating side effects (facial swelling, water retention, painfully dry, flaky skin, insatiable hunger, muscle atrophy, the list goes on…) have forced a conversation about what comes next.
I had hoped to have all the pieces of the End-of-Life Option Act (EOLOA) in place prior to considering a switch to Avastin, given the (small: ~1%) chance of serious side effects (stroke, brain bleed, gut bleed, etc.) that could dramatically reduce my quality of life (assuming I remained cognitively intact, of course). However, it’s a several-week process, which requires me to jump through a whole series of important hoops, designed to protect me and ensure I’m not being coerced in any way. So, while we can start the ball rolling on that next week, it seems like we’re going to be making a concurrent switch to Avastin. In fact, my first infusion is scheduled for 11am on June 30, the day after my MRI. This will give us the night to weigh the MRI results and make a final decision before proceeding.
The good news: If I don’t experience the rare, lethal side effects, I should actually start feeling (even) better once my steroid dose is fully tapered (about a week after the first Avastin infusion). Losing the bloating, fat, and extra water weight and continuing my hard work toward regaining some muscle mass are certainly enticing prospects!
More good news? We’re getting away for the weekend! We are headed to a cute little cottage in Topanga Canyon to continue the birthday celebrations and spend some quality M&N time. We are very much looking forward to the time in nature enjoying each other’s company and setting aside our worries as best as we can for the moment.
Wishing everyone a moment (or many more!) of joy this weekend, especially Ryan and Shannie, whose wedding celebrations we’re so sad to be missing.
And sharing a little photographic evidence of our own joy last weekend, when a host of amazing friends threw an epic picnic to celebrate our birthdays at an outdoor movie (Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade). What a fun night. Thank you to everyone who came out, and an especially big thanks to our party planners, early gatherers, balloon and cupcake bringers, and chauffeurs!