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[universitycancercentres]

What are the symptoms for pancreatic Cancer?

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[stlgfour1973]

A Cancer Patient's Story : Where it All Begins

I sometime feel lonely, yet I am not aloneI am afraid, although fearless is my toneEmpty my emotions can be, happy as for the world to seeMy body feeling week, inside a presence of strength resides in meSadness can haunt my soul, but still happiness takes controlSickness laying in wait, my resilience refuses to take the baitMind wonders what could be, will power makes it beLive for now as you'll…

[ecstilson-blog]

Hope is a Powerful Motivator

This is my second 90-minute scan since Thursday. Wow, this journey is exhausting. I didn’t fully understand how tough fighting cancer was, and like I keep saying, you never know what someone else might be going through. Be kind. 🤗

Anyway, I can hardly wait to get home, give the kids their charms from the gift shop (they love it 💓), play a board game with Mike, and snuggle Borah.

I met a family from Africa today. They were so grateful to be at the Huntsman specifically. It sounds like this cancer center might be their only hope at beating the exact cancer they’re facing. I need to remember to pray for them. To travel from soooo far away… Just the thought was sobering. And I act like Idaho is far 🤦‍♀️😅

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[hillarystarbright]

Smoking a GDP joint after chemo today (anything purple is great for nausea), and my abdomen is all swollen again like it was a few weeks ago. My brother asks, what if someone thinks you’re pregnant?” Me: “I’m smokin for two!” #Starbrightsadventure #fuckcancer #bucketlistadventures #stage4cancer #granddaddypurple #adultonesie (at San Diego, California) https://www.instagram.com/p/Cpok_LvuJn_/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[mrsgarthb2]

March is Kidney Cancer Awareness Month. Each day I’ll do my very best to post a little every day. #kidneycancer #kidneycancerawareness #kidneycancerawarenessmonth #renalcellcarcinoma #stage4cancer #stageivcancer https://www.instagram.com/p/CpRQ98etOmC/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[nohalfmeasuresamj]

Merry Christmas Eve from the Johnstons and these goofballs!! #bcsm #metastaticbreastcancer #boymom #mbcgrief #mbc #thisismbc #stage4cancer #stage4needsmore #dontignorestageiv (at Baldwin Park) https://www.instagram.com/p/Cmjusf0OBzP/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[tiffanythielke]

November is #pancreaticcancerawarenessmonth and I’m wearing purple for myself. Today was round 2 of cycle 7 and my 14th overall chemo session. The past week has been difficult with steady low grade fevers since Wednesday last week and then Saturday night through Monday night with several higher fevers over the 100.4 threshold of needing to visit the ER. However, my stubborn self didn’t want to go to the ER since I didn’t want to miss thanksgiving and the ER tends to admit me to the hospital when I go in. So I chanced it. Tuesday I had a mild fever, otherwise I was all ready to head to the ER, I didn’t get a fever today, and my counts were still okay to receive chemo this afternoon. I talked to one of my doctors before getting chemo to let them know about the fevers and they still okayed me for chemo (I’m trying not to have to push chemo back so I can keep my chemo free week for Christmas). If I felt worse or the Tylenol did help the fever then I would have gone into the ER because I’m not that stupid. I do listen to my body and my body was telling me that the ER docs would just ask me why I was there like they usually do. This isn’t my first or second rodeo dealing with chemo fevers and I never would have questioned going to the ER for a fever during leukemia, but there’s a little bit more leeway with this cancer, not much, but more than leukemia. I also wasn’t neutropenic but will be after this last round so I know that if I get a fever over 100.4 then I have to go in because my immune system will be too low to fight off whatever is causing the fever. My fingers are crossed that a fever doesn’t creep up tonight or in the next couple days so I can spend some time with family. After this last round today my oxygen levels are a bit low, hence why I’m wearing my oxygen while snuggled up in bed (for those new here, I usually only have to wear it while moving around) and I’m hoping it’s just because I’m tired. 🤞🏼🤞🏼 I hope you all have a wonderful and happy Thanksgiving 🦃 #cancersucks #pancreaticcancer #stage4cancer #metastaticcancer #tltart #mnartist #artistsoninstagram #artist #chronicillness #fargomoorhead (at Moorhead, Minnesota) https://www.instagram.com/p/ClVNdNPuTHO/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[aminul857]

Unbelievable! Mama June's Anna Fights Stage 4 Cancer - Full Story Inside!

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Unbelievable! Mama June's Anna Fights Stage 4 Cancer - Full Story Inside!

Welcome to our channel! In this video, we bring you the heartbreaking news about Mama June's oldest daughter, Anna, who is fighting stage 4 cancer.

Anna, also known as Chickadee Cardwell, has been battling adrenal carcinoma, a rare form of cancer that has spread to her organs. Despite the devastating news, Anna is fighting with all her strength and determination to beat the disease.

As Mama June's daughter, Anna has always been in the spotlight, and now she needs our support and prayers more than ever. We will be sharing the full story of Anna's battle with cancer in this video, along with the latest updates on Mama June and her family.

If you're a fan of Mama June and her daughters, you won't want to miss this video. We'll be discussing the latest news about Anna Cardwell in 2022, as well as updates on Honey Boo Boo's life today.

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[stlgfour1973]

The Solo Meaning

I’ve been home about a week now from my latest adventure and there’s a deep craving to head back out again. It’s not just because of the weather or to have a good time and get away from everything here, it’s because of what I briefly touched on in my last post. Actually it’s two things and they both were something that surprisingly caught me off guard. When booking my trip to Mexico and going…

[ecstilson-blog]

One single day—the value of time

The dream is always the same, my mind’s way of processing terminal cancer.

In my dream, I’ve died and I’m missing my family, wishing I could see them, talk to them, hug them… one last time.

“Would you like to go back and repeat a day from your life on Earth?” God’s voice is strong yet gentle, just like His hand—the one I’m standing in right now. I look at the giant lines on His palm and the callouses on His fingers. What type of work caused callouses on the hands of God? Is He a musician like me? Does He work and toil too?

“Any day?” I ask, unable to hold the eagerness from my voice. To see my kids, Mike, and my loved ones again, well, that sounds like… Heaven. It’s suddenly ironic how subjective Heaven must be.

“Yes, Elisa. Any day.”

I think then about the days each of my kids were born, their milestones and triumphs; the moment I met Mike, our first kiss, our honeymoon; running a newspaper in Blackfoot, Idaho, and chasing so many stories my boss nicknamed me “Scoop”; visiting Italy, Mexico, Arizona, or Missouri with family; playing my violin for crowds and feeling the pulsing unity only music can bring… Each of those days were incredible, but would I want to experience them again? Or would that tarnish the memories? Plus, I wouldn’t want to change a thing. So, I shyly look down at my clasped hands, and I do something that surprises me.

“If it’s all right, God, I’d pick a regular day, nothing special. Just a day when I can talk to everyone I love.” I think about the words then. How interesting: What my life boils down to isn’t about my career, degrees, accomplishments, or experiences. At the end, to me the only thing of value is that my loved ones KNOW how much I love them. That I believe in them. That I’m proud of them. That they matter in general but especially to me. That is all I want in the end.

“A regular day. You’re sure?” He asks.

I nod.

“Well, to talk with everyone… You met a lot of integral people toward the end of your life. What if it’s a day with suffering? After doctors discovered melanoma had gone to your brain? You’d still pick a day like that?”

I think for a moment. “As long as I can talk to everyone I love. Well, then it would be worth it.”

—

I wake up then, and most of the time after having this dream, I’m groggy and half asleep, wondering if this is my one day to “live” again. Seconds later, I shake off these thoughts and slowly start my day. But even though I’m living in a new “normal,” and I can’t walk quite right since melanoma ate my L3 and doctors removed a section of my spine… Even though I’m actively getting treatments and throw-up bags seem to be my best friend… Even though there are days when I want to complain because doctors say I’m slowly dying… After I’ve had this dream, I stop.

If I had died and this were my “one day” to re-experience life and tell my family and friends how much I love them, would the pain and sadness about cancer matter quite so much? Probably not.

So, it’s 5 a.m. on Dec. 24th, and I woke up after having this dream again. My back is flaring with pain and the damaged nerves in my legs and arms are tingling with electric shocks and as if they’ve simply fallen asleep from lack of blood flow. But I know this is “normal” when my pain medicine wears off. When faced with something like cancer, trauma, or any terminal illness, each of us discover what price we will pay in order to live. This. Is. Mine. I chose this. And you know what? That’s okay.

So, I’ll treat today as if it were my one special day to come back. I’ll reframe the pain, try to bring joy to people around me, tell everyone in my life how much I love them, and hope today will be as wonderful as it can be.

Although I’m not in remission, my crappy attitude sure is. Even though there isn’t a cure for the mutation of melanoma that I have (yet!), I would be a fool to forget how lucky I am to even be alive. My life is pretty good. I’ve lived a year longer than doctors expected, and I’ve realized the true value of… time.

[thebikerbookforcharity]

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Circleville, Ohio

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[katiescancerjourney]

Scares, July+ 2022

I initially was going to write about each scare in detail, but I have been rather overwhelmed lately and do not want to feel like keep up with my blog is homework, which frankly, it kind of does right now. Homework I gave to myself! lol. Maybe one day I'll lay each one out in their own post, but for now, this is a condensed version.

The last couple of months have been difficult, to put it lightly. Starting with anaphylactic shock which was horrifying, then my sacrum pain increasing to the point where radiation was an absolutely necessary next step. There are lost of side effects connected to radiation but the standout one I learned about was the potential of going into menopause… at the age of 34… putting the nail in the coffin for child birth. I was gutted. Luckily after many fights with my insurance, I was approved for proton radiation which lowers those chances. But still, well, fuck you sacrum tumor.

Due to the pain, I had to go on a 24/7 opioid regiment that has introduced many unwanted side effects, the most awful being, often not feeling like myself. I had emergency scans, procedures and exams due to extreme bloating in my abdomen, an ultrasound for swelling in my foot and a blood transfusion because of low hemoglobin levels. Next I needed a pelvic scan and exam for the extreme nerve pain that has taken over my rectum and genitals, which could be referred pain from my sacrum tumor, or could be a whole new issue to add to the pile. I’ve needed to change and increase my meds 3 times to keep up with the relentless increasing pain, making my daily pill count to almost 40. All the while, my liver enzymes have been shooting up week after week, excluding me from chemo and resulting in the need for liver duct stents.

And after going through all of that, not having 1 full week of peace for months, now, when I look in the mirror and see yellow eyes staring back at me, and I see dark urine every time I pee, and it’s impossible not to go there, to not think, for maybe the first time since this all began, that I might not make it.

After my last appointment with my main oncologist, I came out of her office, sat down in the waiting room and leaned back against the wall. I started to tear up as I fidgeted on hemorrhoid pillow, which I literally cannot sit without anymore. My dad asked if I wanted to go lay down on the couch that was free and I said yes. I walked over to the couch, curled up in the fetal position, brought my arms up over my face and sobbed. Not 30 seconds later I felt him sit down next to me and he started rubbing my head. I sobbed and calmed down and sobbed and calmed down, over and over. When I finally brought my arms down and looked up, Dad and Kim's eyes looked like mine, tired and sad. So yeah, I think that's where we're all at right now.

I got some pretty incredible advice from my support group last night which was to stop and look around at everything I have. To see that I’m at one of the best hospitals in the world, my doctor is a fucking legend, I’m getting an amazing type of radiation that is very difficult to get approved and I’m already set up for the liver duct procedure. I’m as ready as anyone could be. They said I need to go on autopilot for a little while. It’s time to trust the doctors, trust the plan, take a deep breath, and let it all go. Autopilot here I come.

[hwwswebtv]

PLEASE help the entire HWWS WebTV Family as one of our own struggles with Stage 4 Cancer!  Patrick is the husband of Ally, the co-host of the Hangin With Show, and they have been married for 30 years!  They have seen it all, until now, and now they must fight the fight of a lifetime to beat this terrible disease!  #Help if you can!  #Donate if you can, even just $5 makes all the difference!  #Share with anyone who can help!  

[nevertellmetheodds2017]

And just like that

So there you are, at the edge of the ocean, where the water is high and scary but you’ve sort of clambered onto a slimy rock and you’re sitting, not ever really comfortable, but kind of resting, though there’s a small sharp edge digging into your ass, and you’ve got scrapes and cuts, and you’re perpetually cold, and something is in your eye, and you don’t really love what is happening but you know, it’s your new normal and you’re thinking, ok, I live on this frigid rock now...

And then comes the wave 

I saw my MO today and we went over my CT scan. There’s a mass again in my lung - same place, it’s a frigging frankenstein tumor. And there’s a new met in my liver (plus a whole bunch of existing stable masses), plus the existing lymph node met has grown a bit. Overall, there’s no way of calling this anything but progression and she suggests a switch in treatment. 

I can’t say I’m surprised. I mean I’ve said all along that the sad irony of a successful treatment is that every month brings you closer to when it will stop working - because they all stop working at some point. 

But I’m still disappointed. I’ve had a 21 month run on this first line of Tecentriq & taxane, I’ve learned to manage my side effects and really, it has for the most part been pretty tolerable. 

The next line she’s proposing is a drug that was JUST approved in Canada - Trodelvy. Fresh off the lab test tubes, coming in hot with really good clinical trial data... Before you get too excited, their idea of really good is median overall survival (OS) of 11.8 months. I mean that sucks but in the trial they compared it to standard chemos which got a median OS of 6.9 months so you can see where their enthusiasm comes from. It comes with a whack of nasty side effects and a much more frequent dosing schedule (infusions on day1 & day 8, a week off, repeat) and the infusions take a couple hours. (Who has time for all this?)

I’m still digesting this news. Will update when I know more. 

[vikspage]

Hello, welcome to my first blog post!

Firstly, I want to say a huge thank you for everyone’s support and donations. I can’t put into words how amazed I am by all your support and what it means to me. There’s been a staggering amount raised so far in such a short space of time, I feel truly blessed and grateful.

My history in brief is I was diagnosed with breast cancer last October, underwent 2 operations and was told the surgeon had removed all the cancer as nothing was showing in my lymph nodes. No follow ups with scans, no follow up tests, even thou I begged all the doctors to check. 7 months later I started getting hip pain which was getting worse week by week. I was told the pain was either sciatica or an impact to a fall I had in September, although I had no bruising or fractures. The pain got so bad I couldn’t walk without a limp, I couldn’t drive, I had to take time off work and in the end I was using Austin, my 7 year old son, for support to help me walk. I begged the doctors to see me and push forward scans as the pain was excruciating but I was told I had to call the MRI centre and try and get an appointment sooner myself. I eventually saw a GP face to face and asked her if I could have crutches as I was using Austin as my walking aid and I couldn’t bare the pain. I was told they didn’t have any to give me and I could buy some from Amazon if I wanted some!! Gobsmacked by the lack of empathy and disregard for the urgency I went home and purchased some.

Eventually I had the scans which sadly showed multiple expansile lytic lesions in keeping with bone metastasis seen throughout the pelvic bones, the largest centred on the right iliac bone/sacroiliac joint where there is an extraosseous soft tissue component. In other words, stage 4 advanced cancer to my bones and soft tissue surrounding my pelvis.

I was absolutely devastated. I’d been left to suffer in pain for far too long, not enough speed for scans or tests had been done. Considering my history of a recent breast cancer diagnosis you just don’t expect to be left worrying.

I had seen my oncologist (I now have a new one) about 6 weeks ago because of the pain I was in and asked him if it could be related to my breast cancer. He said it was highly unlikely and thought it best I came off the tamoxifen (a HRT drug to block oestrogen receptors binding to cancer cells) for 6 weeks to see if there was improvement. I doubted his advice and went straight to my GP who actively wrote him a letter explaining her concern for the pain and it being related to my cancer, to which he responded saying “send her to the muscular skeletal team”. He couldn’t have been more wrong. I’ve been let down, once again, (I had problems throughout my BC diagnosis) by the team of people who were meant to keep me safe, trusting them with my life, quite literally, but they’ve failed miserably. The saddest part is I feel they’ve failed my children as their lives are now disrupted.

I’m now unable to put any weight on my right leg, I have to use a wheelchair to move anywhere as I’ve been told by my orthopaedic consultant there’s a risk I could fracture my bones. That can’t happen as I would then need emergency surgery which would of course put my body under more stress and inflammation which cancer loves! (Plus I’m now on chemotherapy treatment which is never a good combo with emergency surgery!) I’m having to have treatment every day for the rest of my life, inject myself with immune boosting drugs and have treatment to stop my ovaries working and shut down my oestrogen and then be cared for because I can’t even get dressed or get a glass of water without help. I can’t shower as I can’t stand and having a bath is difficult as I can’t raise my leg over the side. These are some adaptions I need to look at changing in my home so I can do these things without a risk of falling or hurting myself.

My oncologist has confirmed that the cancer is “incurable”. On Thursday I started a targeted chemotherapy drug called Palbociclib. I have to take this tablet every day for 3 weeks, have 1 week off, for the rest of my life, as long as it works. This drug is used to treat people with my type of breast cancer, hormone driven which has spread beyond the original tumour to other organs. Palbociclib can slow down the growth of cancer cells and delay the progression of it. This drug doesn’t cure or stop the cancer.

This is why my wonderful friend Elizabeth created a fundraising page for me. I need alternative therapies and life saving treatments that the NHS don’t provide. I’ve seen and read many reports and case studies snd spoken to specialists who are proving alternative treatments work. I have a lot to fight for and I won’t sit around and let my children see me just “make do” with one tablet and hope for the best of stabilising or slowing the disease. I am a tough person, it’s hard to knock me down and I don’t take things on without a challenge so I’m ready to fight this head on!

I’ll update you in blog posts on the treatments I’m going through, specialists I’m seeing and the results I’m seeing so you can see and know what your generous donations are doing to help me fight this battle, not only for me but for my dear children and family. I’m 36 and I intend on staying here with them for at least another 60 years! 💪🏽

Please keep sharing & keeping positive and healing thoughts 🙏🏽

V x

Any donations to my gofundme page would be hugely appreciated ~ thank you

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