Today was a doctor day in Lacrosse. This appointment was squeezed in. Thankfully Kelli could watch the childcare kiddos and Hubby could get off work. My appointment was at 8:45am which made the 90 miles trip a early morning drive. We opted to go even earlier and do our Menards errands that we had planned to do last week and couldn’t.
The pick up had been taken to the mechanic so we didn’t have truck troubles either…it was a much better day!!
This time, our only task was to listen to the doctor and made a plan for beating the thyroid cancer.I am considered to be at stage 3. With thyroid cancer, the patient’s age and size of infected nodule determine the stage. Being I am 50, that didn’t play in well. If I was 45 I would have been stage 1.
This is the tentative plan.
I move to a low dose thyroid replacement for two weeks. Then I stop thyroid replacement all together and start a low iodine diet. This is suppose to be hard on me. I should expect to be very tired, depressed and experience weight gain (yahoo…right?!?!?) Our kiddos have already volunteered to be around to help get things done around here.
After two weeks of that I go back to the doctor. They inject me with something that recognizes the extent of thyroid cancer cells that I have lurking about and I have a scan done so my doctor can see it. From there she determines the dose of radio active iodine I will need to take.
The following week I come back and take the radio active iodine.
I am in some isolation for a week or so….Hubby can be in the house with me. He has to stay at arms length away from me though. There are a whole bunch of warnings in place like I have to flush the toilet twice if I use it. I have to wash my clothes and dishes separately, etc. It’s all do able.
After that I am back to the doctor for another injection and scan to see how successful the procedure was.
If all is well, I go back in six months…then a year, the annually. There will always be a chance that it could reoccur.
I did have to get an ultrasound on my neck today. That was used to determine the condition of the lymph nodes in my neck area. If they had looked bad, they would have had to be removed. Happily the doctor called this afternoon and everything from the ultrasound looks good. That was a good piece of happy news.
I’ve gotten a little bit of flack from people that I’m not worked up about my diagnosis. Friends have expected me to be dramatic about it all with emotions running everywhere….that’s just not me. I am not that way normally, I don’t know why I would change. I am one of those people that imagines the worst…then I figure out a plan that I can live with. Anything that happens better than is wonderful. So far, the worst hasn’t happened. Even if at some point the worst does happen, I have a plan in my head and I will just work the plan.
I also want to say that we’re a close family…We, as a family, really look at this as thyroid cancer as if it was diagnosed to our family-not just me. Our family has stepped up and will continue to. I don’t have to deal with any of it alone. Everything that happens to me is divided between the group of us….anything divided whether if be work or illness is not nearly as bad if it is shared.
I don’t have exact dates that I’ll be back to Lacrosse. I should get a call tomorrow from the nurse and we’ll get the exact dates all in place. That’s when I’ll really be happy. I am a planner. I like to make a plan and then work the plan.