Wednesday, July 30th, was our first appointment with our nearer-home oncologist. More accurately it was an appointment with the doctor covering for our nearer-home oncologist who is on vacation. Doug won’t be able see Dr. Mandell until August 22.
I had fretted for a few days about this change. I had unanswered questions regarding a medication that I had been told needed to be started “in the future when Doug’s cells had recovered more”. I told a girlfriend I didn’t know why I was so worked up about a change since God has been with us each step of the way. She pointed out that I am human.
A major change was that our nearer-home oncologist use to have office hours at the groups’ clinic here in Burleson and now he only sees patients in their Fort Worth clinic. We had seen him in Ft. Worth just once prior to his transferring us to Dallas.
When we arrived the central receptionist sent us to the lab. When the receptionist at the lab learned Doug had a NeoStar central line they told him they don’t draw blood from ports in the lab and sent upstairs to the clinic’s chemo nurses.
That was a big change because Doug had never been treated upstairs before. The chemo nurse was nice but instead of having Doug initial one of the vials she just took them out of the room after the draw.
The dressing change was different as well. Two student nurses from the local college were observing the chemo nurse. The chemo nurse changing the dressing told Doug they don’t purchase what we now know to be a very expensive pad that is a round cushion between the central line into the heart and his skin. Not having that little piece was a big change. Because of that difference Doug is suppose to have the dressing changed two times per week instead of just one as we are use to.
The physician covering for our oncologist was a very kind man. He had retired 1 ½ year prior and only covers for oncologists on vacation. He gave us some interesting information we had not known before. Hair starts growing back in patients as soon as the chemo is out of the system but new growth doesn’t surface right away. It may take 3 months to show because the cell at the follicle level is a dividing cell damaged by the chemo.
The physician was concerned not about Doug’s weight loss as much as his protein intake and strength. Myeloma is a protein disease in that it prevents any intake of protein from being absorbed in the body. Protein passes out in urine which is why kidney function is also impacted and why the M-spike is so important for this type of cancer. When he read the report from the blood draw that day Doug was very anemic. He ordered 2 units of blood to be given the next day.
As we were checking out we learned that they don’t do transfusions at the clinic like we were accustomed to at our Dallas clinic. They gave us a choice of hospitals to call the order into. Doug said to do it to the hospital closest to our home. Neither of us considered that process in advance. It was a change big time from Doug’s previous blood transfusions at the Dallas clinic.
We had to go directly to the hospital’s lab so they could type and cross-match Doug’s blood so they could order the blood from the blood bank and have it ready the next day.
The next day we had to go through all the general admitting processes. Doug was put in a private room in a bed and then we experienced even more change.
The first nurse caring for Doug had never seen a NeoStar port. She brought in the supervisor who said they needed to call a doctor before they could touch it and weren't sure their tubing would fit. Before a doctor arrived another nurse came and to “look at it”.
By this time Doug and I were very nervous and ready to go back to our “family” in Dallas. But the blood was already there and we couldn’t take it with us. In the end Doug decided to be transfused in his vein which was another change. The process used to verify the donor blood to Doug's ID was also different from what we were use to.
By this time I am going to admit to the world I was a basket case. I’m not proud of it but it helps to admit it to realize that God isn’t finished with me yet. I stayed with Doug until the nurse started the blood and brought him a lunch tray. Then I left, went to eat at the cafeteria, came home, went to bed and cried it out—something a female has to do from time to time!!!
If you are in the medical field know that your patients and their families attach to you. They get use to your routine with them. While every physician’s office and clinic does things differently when a patient is being transferred to you from one location to another recognize that change is not easy for them, especially if a terminal illness is part of the reason for the transfer OR as in our case when the specialization at one clinic is no longer needed but follow-up at another will be for a life time.
The rest of the story is that Doug walked out of the hospital. Friday, August 1st, he felt wonderful. He drove for the first time in months, we ran errands (in 104 heat outside) and he did a few small chores around the house. I see small hairs growing on his head and he has to shave now. Monday he plans to go into his office “for awhile”, whatever that means. Being back to work by the first Monday in August has been a goal he has had for some time now.
Doug's immune system is still compromised. I won’t be there with him at work to remind him to sanitize his hands after every handshake or be sure he eats his noon meal that I’ll send along. I’ll do my best to change my role as caregiver and coach. That will be a BIG change for me. What I do know is Who I have to depend on every moment to make this change happen smoothly-- for Doug’s sake.
~Carole
