I just had a follow-up MRI and CT. I had been lucky enough to start to spread out my scans, but the image taken in April showed a doubling of a growth in my lung.
Metastases to the lung are very common for kidney cancer which has spread, so we were purposefully watching that area.
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Friends, I want you to take a sec and just imagine that several years ago, you learned that your compounding illnesses meant the odds were stacked against your very survival. Among the grief and shock, you realized that one day, you might not get to see your little girl cross that stage to get her diploma.
Imagine raising her as a bright teen, your pride and joy, and wondering what to say to her for life lessons and inspiration, all the while trying to stay optimistic as a cloud loomed over you. With no miracle pill, you followed your doctor’s orders, challenged other doctors, and gave and received strength with others in your predicament. But not many were in your exact predicament. You just wanted to see your daughter graduate.
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Dads don’t ask for much. Personally, I’d be perfectly fine receiving no gifts on Father’s Day! I know I am difficult to buy for. (Well, really, the most recent Star Wars book isn’t that hard to find, but I may have already purchased it myself!)
You have two weeks to grab something meaningful and fun for dad!
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It was a Star Wars Shirt kind of day last Thursday. I was meeting with my long-time urologist, Dr. Bradford. Dr. Bradford was the doctor who originally found my kidney cancer. Because I was so young he felt I was at risk for other cancers and started looking everywhere else, too. Well, he found some about 8 months after my first surgery.
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I have been a softball dad for a long time, ever since Emma picked up a bat. Emma’s first game was on April 3, 2007, just 11 short years ago! I didn’t want to be a good softball dad. I wanted to be great. I love the strategy and tactics in the softball. It’s not just a game of action. It’s a thinking person’s game. I love the crack of the bat and the pounding of cleats down the baseline. I love the smile on Emma’s face when she catches the impossible hit. Most importantly, I love to cheer my daughter on when she shows just how unstoppable she is.
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