The month following Emily’s surgery was dedicated to recovery, and I [Miles] can tell you firsthand that it has not been easy.
The pain was constant throughout the first few weeks. Emily was on considerable medication to dull the pain; however, with this came numerous, progressively worsening side effects. As a result, Emily bore down and weaned off all pain meds. But once again there was a consequence.
By removing the masking agent, the physical magnitude of the surgery was felt in full and it was quite overwhelming for her body. No longer was she walking several miles on the treadmill, a simple walk to the bathroom now required several stops to catch her breath.
Then during the third week, as expected, Emily went through a depression that left her struggling not only physically but also emotionally. Emily bounced back with an unparalleled spirit and resolve in a few days though. Looking at her progress on a weekly basis, rather than focusing on the minute progressions each day, Emily was able to see the immense strides she was making in recovery. She was deservedly proud of herself.
Less than a month post surgery, Emily was accomplishing lung test levels at 65% of her pre-surgery ability. She was walking around the city and even up flights of stairs. And while casually sitting around and even moving throughout the hotel, she stopped noticing a difference. She started to feel normal. It was no surprise when Emily went to Mount Sinai and was approved by Dr. Flores to start the next phase of treatment: radiation.
Emily is currently undergoing daily radiation. She is set to receive 28, high dose treatments. The radiation is not simply targeted to a small focused area but rather is being applied to the entire right vacated chest area with a specific emphasis on the mediastinum.
Radiation is necessary due to the alarmingly high rate of lung cancer recurrence. We were fortunate to remove all visible signs of disease with the lung, lining, diaphragm, and nodes. Yet, we must operate under the assumption that cancer may still be present at microscopic levels, especially since that the pathology report indicated lymphatic involvement (small amount of cancer in one node). Since Emily has had her lung removed, she is able to receive radiation to a significantly large area and with that hopefully eradicate all microscopic cancer cells in her body.
Each day, we drive into New York City and Emily spends an hour receiving treatment. She has been fitted for a custom body mold that she lays in, which helps – along with the four dot tattoos now on her chest – ensure she is in the exact same spot each session. The actual radiation itself only last four to five minutes with a robotic machine moving around blasting invisible rays into her body. The treatment experience is not bad, but the side effects have proven otherwise.
As a result of the high radiation dosage, Emily has had a difficult few weeks. Within 45 minutes of her first treatment, Emily began vomiting. The nausea worsened over the next few days (she continued to receive treatment) and she was unable to keep down any foods or liquids. Fortunately, with new medication, Emily was able to temper the nausea (although vomiting is still a daily occurrence). And thanks to Aunt Grace who is providing daily meals of Chicken Pot Pies, Quiches, Pastas, etc., Emily was able to gain 0.5 lbs last week. This surprised and pleased the doctors (although I don’t know how pleased my doctor will be seeing that I gained 13 lbs).
Having completed 12 radiation treatments, Emily is now starting to develop a new, harsher cough and esophagus discomfort. The latter is expected to worsen as well as body fatigue. Yet, Emily remains strong. We have written the numbers 1-28 on our window to represent the days of treatment and each day she proudly crosses off a number. Though lately it has come with a sigh and “Thank God..”
Emily has found refuge in submersing herself in Downton Abbey and Girls, and she longs for the weekend that brings a two day reprieve from treatment. No matter how difficult it may get over the next three weeks, I have the utmost confidence in her determination and strength. Last night she jumped up during our nightly meditation and ran (an achievement) for the bathroom. While hugging the base of the toilet, I walked in and held back her hair and asked her who was stronger. She garnered her strength and with resolve said, “I AM STRONGER THAN CANCER.”
Love to All from Jersey City. Live in the Moment.
Miles & EmBen