My treatment in regards to this cancer bout that I had started in my primary cares office the end of March, 2012. I had gone into see my doctor on Monday morning because on the previous Saturday morning when I got up I was making breakfast for my family and I was suddenly dropping things out of my left hand. I had to consentrate on what my left hand was doing in order to not drop items. I had made it through the prepping , eating and cleanup without saying a word. I honestly kind of brushed it off. Like I have said Danny the dooer would never imagine such a thing as a stroke , whatever happening to himself which I think is a common thing for lots of people. I was in my own minds eye as strong as an ox.
Well, I went throuhout my day Saturday doing a million things that needed to be done, then off to church I went with the bride at 4:00 🙂 I say that because she is so cute. lol . Fast forward 8:30 ish p.m. in my kitchen with my brother and his wife Nancy and my brother said hey Danny, your face looks a little funny are you okay and I said yes, I always feel great. Everyone started to agree so, Me being Me, I got up a little later from the table and went into the first floor bathroom looked in the mirror and said aw oh (too my self). I have a sence of humor or personality where I just do not worry a whole lot. Maybe thats strange or perhaps it is a gift. So, doing like most guys would do, I managed to sneak off upstairs to my second floor master bath closet and look for asprin purchased probably 10 years ago. I had never been a medicine taker. Alas, I found the low priced priced generic cure on the shelf, I took two of the little miracles and headed back to the first floor for dessert , coffee and a sip of denial. Everyone was saying we need to take you to the ER. I was like no, no, no. I feel fine.
Sunday came and proof that I was still alive was good enough for me , I was cured! Honest, God really must be constantly shaking his head saying, What have I done ? lol
So anyway, I am fibbing to my family all day Sunday everything is perfect la,la,la.
And, around came Monday. I though maybe I should go in on a sick call to see my doctor so I did. My Primary care said, Dan, I think you had a stroke.( he is a wonderful man) I said okay. He said I need to get you to a neurolist right away, so I said okay. Again, no worry. So I sat down and he came back and said I got an appointment at Lahey for one o’clook today with a neurolist on an emergency basis. I am guessing it was 11 ish by this time . So, I left and drove myself to Lahey Burlington and parked in the garage. As I walked from the parking structure to the main entry of the hospital it occurred to me that I should let my bride A, know that I actually went to the doctor after fibbing all day Sunday and B, that I maybe had a stroke and was going for an emergency scan. My guess was right. I called her with my own cheerful demeanor and said hi, I said I just wanted to let you know I went to see Dr. W and he thinks I took a stroke, Don’t worry I am going into Lahey right know for a brain scan, it will be fine you do not have to come. I said I give you a call when I get out. She said what! where are you ? I am coming. So I went in, Janet flew in on a rocket I went in for a scan and the tests began . It was not a stroke or many other things they were ruling out one by one.
On April 6, 2012, I had the honour of going to Lahey Cliic with my neurologist Dr. R who again was wonderful it was my 50th birthday which made it particulary wonderful day and I had my lumbar puncture to check spinal fluids for cancer, or other markers, deseases etc. The beautiful thing to me was that I had to lay on my side for the procedure and in my left hand I held my pocket cross from Cursillo a beautiful community and retreat house St. Basils in Methuen. During the procedure, my cross fell out of my left hand and I did not even feel it leave my hand. My doctor lovingly picked it up and placed it back into my hand. Things were progressing quickly and still no real idea of what was going on. I went home and awaited results and became weaker and lost more mobility . The mail came and this little yellow cushioned envelope arrived. I opened it and it was my pocket cross it apparently made it way out of my hand, they found it and returned it to me isn’t that just beautiful. My dianosis day came shortly there after. and The team explained that I had GlioBlastoma multiforme Grade 4 non surgical, with a very short life expectancy.
My next step was the awake surgery where the my surgeon doctor D. had to map my brain with Dr. R. to figure the best way to go in and try and biopsy the tumor they found. It was growing down into my central nervous system thus causing wide spread failure of my body.
So, I underwent the biopsy surgery and it was confirmed to me a grade 4. I went through the surgery with no drugs remarkably well. Thats God not me remember, I would not go to see my doctor normally, without fear it was the peace of God alone that sustains me to this day.
Well , I need to finish this for today it has been a long beautiful day, God has set me upon this path, writing ministry to help others and to fulfil my need to serve. I will continue with this story shortly.
Love and Gods Blessings be upon you.
Danny
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