clinical trial – polepole ~ breathe

ROS1der Research

Dear Friends and Family,
The ROS1ders set a research fundraising goal for this month in honor of Lung Cancer Awareness month. I hope you can help us reach it. $10.00 is what I’m asking you to contribute. Four years ago my cough-cough led to a Stage IV lung cancer diagnosis (Jan. 2016). You know my story. Since then I’ve been on two targeted therapy drugs for ROS1 cancer. Neither FDA approved when I started them. Currently I am in a clinical trial. With each new drug the research scientists are learning more and more about the response to and of the ROS1 fusion. The ROS1ders are donating tumor tissue and more to this research. For me, there is possibly one more drug in trial when ROS1 finds a work-around to my current drug. For others there isn’t yet another drug.

For you scientists in my “family”, here’s some information on the research. ROS1 PDX Study

Here’s what I’m asking of you – $10.00 If every one of my blog readers and facebook friends and family gave $10. to this research I’d have made a great contribution. I ask this as much for the young moms and dads in our ROS1der group as for myself. Sure, I’d love to stay around to watch the grandkids grow and to get to grow old with Dan is a dream I once took for granted. But there are young people in our group who need to live long enough to see this cancer treated as a managed chronic illness so they can just experience life.

So, $10.00. Please. Thank you. Thank you for this and all your love, support, well wishes and prayers. Thank you for reading this and every post. Here’s the link to my fundraising page. Corinne’s ROS1 page

My cancer journey so far (written for ROS1der Feature Friday)

On Christmas Day 2012 Dan, my husband, and I were standing on top of Mt Kilimanjaro. April 2015 we spent a few days backcountry backpacking in the Grand Canyon, hiking down and back up with 30 lb. packs. By November 2015 I couldn’t go up the stairs without huffing and puffing, and I had a nagging cough. My PCP had put my symptoms (fatigue, headaches, the cough) down to stress as we’d experienced a house fire in August 2015. Guess again. I found myself taking a medical leave from teaching in November 2015. On Sunday, January 3, 2016 Dan took me to a walk-in clinic because I couldn’t breathe well. The FNP saved my life by doing an x-ray. How simple was that.

After a bronchoscopy biopsy and a PET scan in Maine, I self-referred to Brigham and Women’s and Dana-Farber Cancer Institute in Boston. They immediately did radiation as palliative care, trying (unsuccessfully) to reduce the tumor, and a liver biopsy to ascertain that the lung cancer had spread to my liver (and colon). Testing for a gene alteration was done despite initial insurance denial. Dana-Farber Cancer Institute is very adept at patient advocacy. My DFCI doctor was so excited to give me the news that the cancer was ROS1+ and there was a targeted therapy drug to treat it. Hope! She said I’d do well in treatment because I was young and healthy! (I was 58 and dying.:) Something she said that day seared an image in my mind of nasty little ROs1 driving his speedster throughout my body and the TKI choking off the fuel. Dana-Farber is a place of hope, caring, and expertise. While researching ROS1 I found another place of great hope, caring, and expertise – the ROS1der website and FB group. I am so very grateful for this forum.

I began taking crizotinib March 2, 2016. After finding the right combination of anti-nausea meds and a good supplier of Imodium, I tolerated it well. Within a week I was breathing easily. While never NED, everything was greatly reduced and remained stable. By summer I was swimming and exploring with our grandchildren at our camp. My scans were 8 weeks apart.

In March 2017 I began having odd headaches. A brain MRI determined that ROS1 had evaded the hero crizotinib, crashing through the barrier and entered the lining of my brain. (Leptomeningeal carcinomatosis, shouldn’t have researched that one. The statistics available are outdated.) Again DFCI offered hope. I qualified for a clinical trial for lorlatinib, a TKI that does penetrate the blood brain barrier. I stayed on crizotinib until one week before beginning lorlatinib in July 2017. I gave up teaching to make keeping my body strong and healthy my priority. Within weeks the cancer seen in my meninges was reduced by 80%, everything else remains stable. My dosage was reduced early on due to painful neuropathy. I now have a brain MRI, CT scans, labs, and appointment once every 12 weeks, with labs at 6 weeks. Twenty-nine months so far!

My days are filled finding joy in the everyday every day. In May I reached the first goal I set at diagnosis, attending my granddaughter’s college graduation. I recently hiked (slow-walked) a small mountain. I try to tell anyone willing to listen about the prevalence of lung cancer and the importance of testing once diagnosed. I write to local papers, and to local, state, and national officials. My family participates in the Free ME from Lung Cancer annual 5K. I serve on a patient and family advisory board of the Maine Lung Cancer Coalition, and I participate in a phone buddy program, offering hope to others. My blog, polepolebreathe.blog is named as a reminder that slow and steady wins the race. Pole pole means slowly in Swahili. That is how Dan and I followed our guide to the top of Africa one Christmas Day, one step at a time. Always, always have hope. 59233457353__C7F9845D-C46E-45CE-9B6B-667E849E2D3A

Health Update, April 6, 2019

Still LIVING with stage IV lung cancer! After another full day of driving five hours (I rode with my chauffeur Dan, joined by our daughter this trip!), IV in, blood draw, CT scans, brain MRI, EKG, and Dr. appointment, the tests results look great! No progression seen in my lungs, liver, or meninges! Twenty-one months in this clinical trial on the targeted therapy drug lorlatinib. Wow. Grateful beyond words. I will share more on the ins and outs, ups and downs of living with cancer, taking a heavy duty medication that IS reaching my brain and messing up other parts of my system, and what our trip was like (nice!) later, perhaps next week when I get the reports. But first, this:

Be on the lookout this summer for these two, having fun while showing support and spreading awareness for the lung cancer community.

LUNG CANCER MATTERS! 1 in 16 of us will get lung cancer. Research is key to saving lives, if not in prevention, then in early detection and treatment.

SPREADING AWARENESS MATTERS! More and more young people, people with healthy lifestyles, are being diagnosed with LUNG cancer.

LUNG CANCER takes more lives than the other prominent cancers combined. Know the symptoms. Don’t ignore that little cough-cough, weight loss, chronic headache, fatigue. If you think something is wrong, be persistent in finding answers. Your family needs you.

FAMILY MATTERS! I’m grateful for mine.

Always, always have hope.

Hopeful Health Update!

“Everything looks good!” said the “new to me” oncologist. “You’ve been doing well for a LONG time.” Okay friend, knock on wood, find a four leaf clover, and thank God when you make a statement like that. It IS the truth. I HAVE been doing very well on Lorlatinib. In metastatic cancer world, it HAS been a long time. 546 days on Loralatinib on that appointment day. I am grateful to the doctors, nurses, researchers, and all who send positive energy and prayers. Hope, I always have hope.

My appointment was great! This doctor was very interested in my health and in the work of the ROS1ders. He raved about how impressed he is with the ROS1ders advocacy work. And, it is always nice to see Dawn, the clinical trial nurse.

It was a different trip though because Dan couldn’t go. He recently had a total hip replacement and no long rides for him just now. My sister drove me, while the “children” helped Dan with chores, etc. My sister began this Dana-Farber relationship with us nearly three years ago, traveling with us as a note-taker and support when we first started our cancer journey. I’m glad she was able to hear, “Everything looks good!” Even my labs were all good.

So. Well, my 3 year “cancerversary” just passed. While I seldom really stop thinking about how fragile this string I’m hanging onto is, I think we’ve made a very wonderful new life for ourselves. And, this winter for the very first time ever, we are both at home every day. And yes, it IS a good thing we love each other. We are loving being together. I’ve been busy caring for the goats and dogs, filling the wood stove, and keeping the ice and snow off the doorstep.

A new hobby is is also keeping me busy and happy. I’ve spent my adult life simply knowing I couldn’t draw, paint, etc. While I see myself as creative minded, I don’t see myself as an artist for sure. Well, to my surprise – like most things – if you put your mind to it and practice, even I can learn to draw, paint, make fun art with mixed media, and Zentangle. Yes, it’s true. I’m having great fun – not just crafting, but learning to draw, learning to use watercolors, learning lots of mixed media techniques. And, I’m no longer afraid to pick up a pen and use it for something other than writing. Who knew this would be so much fun. I don’t even mind sharing it, no matter what it looks like. I’m having fun and learning, while playing and practicing. Seems crazy, but it’s true.

One more fun thing has happened. Years ago, as part of a senior thesis project at Goddard College, I wrote a children’s story. At the time Dan really wanted me to see if I could get it published, but the one place I sent it to rejected it. I tucked it away for the someday grandkids. Well, welcome to the world of self-publishing! I’ve worked with a publishing company and illustrator, and will soon be the published author of a children’s book. (Further details when it actually comes out!) I wasn’t sure I’d live to see it done. Seriously. In May, it was to take 3 months, and here we are in January. Long time for someone living with metastatic lung cancer. Looking hopeful though. Good thing. It’s on my life list to get done. (You can smile now. I am.)

Finally, if all goes well I won’t need to go to Boston until early April. Twelve weeks! You can find me here in our winter home on the mountainside, finding joy in the everyday every day. (It’s easy to do!) Feeling grateful, joyful, peaceful, and as always – hopeful.

Keep Reading Please!

Yes, I’m doing well. Yes, I know I’ve been blasting you with Lung cancer Awareness information. It’s because I LOVE YOU. It’s just one month. Stay with me here. I’ve something personal to share that you’ve not seen. Maybe it will impact your mind with visions of the power of hope, faith, and medical research. It did mine when I recently read it. It’s my CT scan report from February 25, 2016, the one that accompanies that image of my lungs that I’ve posted.

I didn’t realize it, but I was rapidly declining, dying, in late January 2016. When I got my diagnosis and we made our way to Dana-Farber, it was a whirlwind of activity to make sure that the cancer in other parts of my body was lung cancer metastasized, and to begin radiation as palliative care in the hope that it would give me some breathing relief. In the midst of all this, Dan and my sister were staying up with the medical stuff, the “kids” were taking care of things at home, and I was simply working to breathe, heart racing, one breath at a time. I think I was unaware about my actual state. How scared Dan must have been, knowing and being alone with me as I worked to breathe, heart racing, one breath at a time.

If you’ve been reading my recent updates, you know things are good. The tumor in my left lung hilum has been shrunk too small to see, my liver, colon, and brain are stable. Now read that February 25, 2016 CT scan report and be WOWed like I just was.

February 25, 2016 FINDINGS:

CHEST:

There is new complete collapse of the left lung. The primary tumor cannot be distinguished from the surrounding collapsed lung parenchyma.

The mass displaces the left main pulmonary artery and left pulmonary veins with significant decrease in caliber of the left pulmonary artery.

There is new large left pleural effusion.

There is a discrete enlarged, enhancing 2.0 x 1.7 cm lymph node posterior to the main pulmonary artery (2:29). There is also 14 x 8 mm subcarinal node. These nodes were previously difficult to distinguish on the noncontrast images from the prior PET/CT.

ABDOMEN:

Significant increase in the right hepatic mass measuring 4.5 x 3.9 cm, previously 1.9 x 1.7 cm (3:26). There is increased enhancement in the surrounding liver parenchyma on the arterial phase images. There are 2 other sub-5 mm hypodense lesions in the segment 6 that are too small to characterize.

PELVIS: There has been interval increase in the serosal deposit at the rectosigmoid junction in the pelvis measuring 26 x 23 mm(3:69), previously 18 x 15 mm (3:69).

Okay, that’s it. Were you WOWed reading that, knowing that I’m still here and functioning well three years after that? I was pretty darned impressed with what medical research has made possible. A targeted therapy cancer drug stopped the spread of the ROS1 cancer. When it crept by crizotinib (under the cover of darkness I think!), and found my brain meninges, a second target therapy drug, not even approved yet, was available to me and stopped the spread again. Hope, faith, and medical research. Wow. Research funding is needed.

I’ve been fortunate to be in the right place at the right time while on this cancer journey. I started treatment in one of the premier cancer treatment centers in the world. There, I can participate in clinical trials that are only available in a few places in the country, and unfortunately not accessible to many. Also, luckily (or thanks to hope, faith, prayers) I’ve met the criteria to enter the clinical trial. Being healthy in all other ways helps in this.

Four things I hope you’ll take from this post:

Take care of your body, listen to it, and advocate for it.
If you have a cancer diagnosis, find the best treatment available to you.
Always have hope.
RESEARCH FUNDING IS NEEDED. You can help by advocating, spreading awareness, or donating. Over 400 Americans are dying every day. Help, please.

If you want to donate to the patient-driven research being conducted on ROS1cancer, here’s my donation page: ROS1 research donation .

That’s my story and I’m sticking to it. Thanks for reading. Always have hope. Today I’m spending the day with one of the grandchildren. How lucky am I? I say, VERY! Here, finding joy in the everyday every day.

Good news Health Update

Chest and abdomen scans, brain MRI, and blood work all look good! Wow, that means the cancer that is there is stable and the drug isn’t messing with my body badly enough to need to make changes. Now, unless I become symptomatic, we can breathe a sigh of relief for another nine weeks. That takes us through the holidays all the way to my third cancerversary! Yup, three years since the big blindside. Three years of figuring out how to live well with metastatic lung cancer. Three years of living!

Below: February 2016 and May 2016 after two months on my first targeted therapy, crizotinib.

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Yesterday at 3:30 a.m. we left home to drive to Dana-Farber Cancer Institute for the above tests and an appointment with my oncologist and clinical trial nurse. Big traffic jam getting in, but 6 hours later we arrived, parked, made our way to Dana L2 (I think). I got my beverage of the day in prep for the scans. Then blood draw (extra for the study) and IV in for scans. Scans done and in for brain MRI. Ear plugs, bean bags around my head, hockey mask on, and slide in for a noisy, long nap. Did I say it was long? Oh yeah, I did. IV out. Then back to Yawkey and up to 3 for a very quick cafeteria lunch, and on to the 10th floor. Vitals done (anyone wonder why the blood pressure might be up), EKG, and off we go to the patient room. Whew! In comes a fellow (yes, a fellow fellow) and the nicest trial nurse you can imagine. Dr. ? (the fellow) told us the scans looked good and that Dr. J, my oncologist was waiting for the results of the MRI and would be in shortly. We talked about my neuropathy, and my theory that the tendon inflammation I have (hands and feet) is related. No one can explain it to me, still. After listening to my heart and breathing (all good!), the fellow left, we talked with Nurse D, and then soon the Fellow and Dr. J were back. The brain MRI looked stable too. So, good news all around.

Dr. J suggested I might want to reduce my dosage again to see if that helped with the neuropathy. Early on in the trial we reduced the lorlatinib from 100mg to 75mg for that reason. I said, “No thanks, I don’t want that nasty beast back in my brain.” (Not that it is totally out.) We talked about it a bit more, and Dr. J said, “So you can live with it this way?” And of course I replied, “You used the key word there. I choose to live. I’d rather not take a chance on it now.” And so, I remain at 75mg.

Finally it was off to floor 2 to wait for the cancer fighter, our Lady Lorlatinib. I imagine her dressed in white this day for Lung cancer Awareness month, riding from the heavens on Pegasus. She is a powerful ROS1 cancer fighting targeted therapy drug – that I know. Whenever I feel her working in my brain, I am grateful. Grateful to ALL that make it possible for me to live.

When everything was done, it was only 2:45 p.m. We find the car in P5 and head to Seabrook (much cheaper place to stay), an hour away. In good traffic that is. Two hours for us yesterday… Dinner and off to sleep. Up at 5:00 a.m., a stop for breakfast, and home before 10:00 a.m. A whirlwind 30 hours! For both of us – thank you Dan.

And now here I am on the couch with the dachshunds, bird feeders filled! Finding joy in the everyday every day.

ROS1ders are raising research funds to learn more about, and to find treatments for ROS1 cancer. If you can help us, just follow the link below. Thank you.

Donate to ROS1 cancer research

Health Update Sept. 6, 2018

Nothing but smiles! You know it’s good news when at the end of everyone’s long day, we’re all smiling – oncologist, patient, and caregiver. Worth that traffic, worth staying overnight, worth going through a day of tests every nine weeks (lots better than the 3 at the start of the trial). “Everything looks good. Your brain MRI looks great!” Wow, what more can we hope for in a visit. Feeling grateful and blessed.

Yes, I still have metastatic (stage IV) lung cancer. Yes, it is still hiding out in my lung, my liver, my colon, my brain. We coexist in one body. We will for life. But, oh what a great life it is! Since my first targeted therapy (my superhero Crizotinib Xalkori) in March 2016 to now I’ve learned to find joy in the everyday aspect of living in ways I don’t think I’d have taken the time to if not for this ROS1 cancer. Since the Lady Lorlatinib (my clinical trial drug) charged in (July 2017) to protect my brain meninges as well as the rest of my body, I continue to not only survive with metastatic lung cancer, I’m LIVING well. I know I am lucky that I’m able to simply enjoy my days, at home, free from fretting about needing to work, free to do as much (or as little) as I feel like doing. My heart aches for those whose circumstances don’t allow them to do this.

I continue to volunteer for Lung Cancer Alliance as a phone buddy and as a patient representative on a grant advisory board, as well as on an advisory board for the Maine Lung Cancer Coalition. Also, as a ROS 1der, I try to spread awareness about the Global ROS 1 Initiative ROS 1 Patient Driven Research and the need for research funding so we may work toward the next treatments (as resistance occurs and the targeted therapy becomes ineffective), and ultimately a cure in the future. Donations (ROS1 research donation) and ideas for raising funds and funding sources are welcome.

Thank you for your continued interest in this cancer journey, your prayers and positive words of encouragement. Time for me to pick some peppers and tomatoes, maybe make a little salsa. For the next few weeks I’ll be finding joy in the everyday, every day at our Salt Pond camp with Dan, the three little dachshunds, and… our two Nigerian Dwarf goats and two Tennessee Fainting goats (yup, it’s true, the herd grew.).

Health Update July 3

Health Update July 3, 2018. “Scans look good! Blood work is all the same. How are you feeling? What have you been up to?” This is how the oncologist (one of my heroes in this journey) comes into the the room. “Phew! I feel great now,” I think. Moments before Scanxiety had taken a stronghold over my usually calm mind. It’s nerve-wracking, this journey in which the things that are likely or even certain to happen eventually (like drug resistance) may carry with them few to no options at this moment in time. Time on a drug means time for researchers to work their magic and develop the next line of treatment.

Just to recap this journey – diagnosed Jan. 2016, metastatic non small cell lung cancer -tumors in left lung hilum, liver, pelvis. (NO. I never smoked. Silly you, silly me. I HAVE LUNGS!) Okay, enough on that. Radiation to lung as palliative care. Genomic testing showed that the ROS1 mutation is driving this cancer. March 2016 – First wonder drug crizotinib – lung tumor can’t be seen, others stable! March 2017 – nasty beast crept into my brain meninges where crizotinib couldn’t go. But while the fair lady crizotinib was saving my life, researchers were developing her stronger, more versatile friend Queen Lorlatinib. July 2017 – entered Lorlatinib trial. Lucky to be able to do that at my treatment center. (That’s why we travel to Boston for treatment, they’ve kept me alive.) Clinical trial means trips to Dana- Faber every three weeks, then six, now every nine weeks. Both drugs are oral, taken once or twice a day.

Today marked a year on lorlatinib. My appointments began with a blood draw and IV inserted. For the first time, the first vein didn’t work, so I got stabbed in both arms. Next up was the brain MRI. The techs complimented me on how well I did. “Practice, lots of practice!” I replied. When they apologized, I said, “Oh no, it just means I’m still here and that’s a good thing!” Then I got my yummy drink for the CT scans of my chest and abdomen. All the while Dan waits patiently. After these tests in Dana, we walked through to Yawkey for lunch and then up to floor 10 for my EKG and Dr. appointment. Here’s why the Scanxiety set in at that moment. After doing vitals (good, oxygen a little low), instead of doing the EKG, the nurse took us through a different door than usual to a room to wait for the Dr. This weirded me out big time – not my routine, not his room, what’s up?! Nothing, it turns out. Sorry that I scared us both. Different room probably because Dr. Janne doesn’t usually see patients Tuesday, but was going to be away Thursday. They truly forgot my EKG, maybe in their excitement to go home for the holiday. Did it after the appointment, and it was fine too. All good, see you in September! Camp Gramma is good to go for the rest of the summer!

Now, I write this blog for a few reasons: to keep those who care updated; it’s therapeutic for me; and to inform people through sharing my experience, and advocate for those on this journey of living with metastatic cancer. I know I’m lucky to be alive. That being said – it’s not like someone chooses to have metastatic cancer. I can now though help others by sharing – thus bringing purpose to this experience. So when I get wordy or meander off topic, it’s likely meaningful to me for one of the above reasons. You get to choose – don’t read it, read the first paragraph to see that all is okay, read until I wander, check out the tags and see if you can tell why I chose them, or read it through. No quiz at the end!

Today too I had to re-sign my clinical trial agreement as there were some changes. One is great news I think for my fellow ROS1ders. The trial is expanding from 30 individuals (with ALK or ROS1 NSCLC, brain progression) to 48. More lives saved! And the other reason is that now the side effects are better defined, and one with a small chance of happening is a very serious heart condition. But seeing the list of side effects brings up a part of this journey that I touch on, but try not to dwell on. It is though what I and anyone else on these drugs experience and some we will deal with for the rest of our lives, however long that may be. Keep in mind that before cancer I took no daily medication, and have no other health issues. Here are the risks on the lorlatinib list that I experience: increase in cholesterol and triglycerides (take a statin now for that); damage to nerves in arms, legs, feet, and hands (tingling, numbness, pain, tendon inflammation now in hands and feet) – drug is reaching my brain!; mood changes, including irritability (I don’t see it much, but I’m pretty sure Dan does and helps me through it) – drug is reaching my brain!; slowing of speech – drug is reaching my brain!; swelling of legs; fatigues; weight gain (can’t change this no matter how hard I try). There are others that I don’t experience. My strategy in thinking about this is to do everything I can to keep my body and mind as healthy as I can. No sense in thinking too much at this point as to what damage the treatments and the tests (at least 14 brain MRIs, 14 CT scans in just over a year) are doing. Actually the idea of dealing with the long term effects simply gives me hope that there will be a long term in which to deal with them.

Always have hope, faith that there’s purpose in your journey, and love for and in your life. That’s it for now – I think my mood’s about to change! And laughter, always have laughter in your life. Maybe some children, kids, and dachshunds too! Thank you for your thoughts, prayers, and love. Love to all. Enjoying the everyday, every day here, there, and everywhere – that’s me.

Camp 2018

When IS the cure worse than the illness?

It’s a real question to consider – when IS the cure worse than the illness? Medically or scientifically, it is all about the net result. If the net result from the treatment is worse than the illness (or potentially so), then the cure is worse than the illness. But how do you measure things like quality of life or the long term (years into the future) effects of treatment when you’re just trying to breathe or when you have goals that require staying on earth until the time specific goal is achieved? Most of us would take our chances I bet.

Over the past month three people I know through life, not because cancer, have died either from lung cancer or perhaps from the long term toll that lung cancer treatment takes on the body. Their lung cancer journeys were all different. None were elderly. All lived life to fullest until that was simply no longer possible. My thoughts of healing and strength and prayers are with their families.

So how do we know what to do when faced with unknown options? No one can say for sure what the longterm effect of some of these treatments will be. That’s one reason we have clinical trials, and research studies over many years. Well, for me personally in my situation the answer is easy. Unless the quality of life with treatment makes it impossible to find joy in the everyday on most days, then I choose life here for a while longer. And that means treatment. We had a little glimpse of what life without treatment was like. We know I wouldn’t have been able to sustain that for long.

We know too that this treatment comes with a price, not just a monetary one. I think it is impossible to avoid it changing many lives forever. I say “we” often because this journey is our journey, mine and Dan’s, along with our family. I don’t want to make decisions alone as they are not just for me. That’s not how we do life. And seriously, I wouldn’t last long on my own. It is wanting to be part of “we” that keeps me going. But the price is high, for everyone. Maybe it’s just what families do, but I sure wish it wasn’t something they have to do, and I think it shouldn’t have to be.

Last fall I met a woman who chose treatment for a cancer many years ago. It was successful – she’s here, decades later! She described to me the longterm effects on her body. It was impressive, not in a good way. She has had multiple medical procedures and has some serious health issues related to that treatment long ago. But she also described many of the things she has accomplished in the time “given” to her by treatment. A trade-off, I guess.

We all have to choose our own paths. My heart goes out to the loved ones of lung cancer patients. Whether it is a stage IV diagnosis caught too late, or an early diagnosis that can be cured, the journey is tough. I know. We traveled it with my grandfather and my father. Whether it is months of caregiving or years, the primary focus is on the patient while often caregivers are working, filling the household role of the patient, and doing the caregiving. There is not an appropriate framework of support for them, and with the focus on the patient, caregivers often don’t advocate for themselves.

Maybe someday not so far off treatment will be available for lung cancer to be considered a chronic, manageable disease instead of the deadly one it is now. Not a cure, but safe treatment for a managed disease.

There are things we can all do(regardless of treatment choice):

Reach out to some of those caregivers. (I can think of many times with other friends or family members when I wish now I’d done more, hadn’t thought I was too busy or someone else was doing it or it wasn’t needed. I can do better going forward.) Just knowing you are thinking about the caregiver helps. Maybe see if you can drop off a meal, offer to hang out with the patient so they have time for themselves, offer to do some “chores”. Just the offer may really help.

Support increased lung cancer research by contacting your representatives. We can change this for future generations. There are exciting things happening in the fields of targeted therapy and immunotherapy. If you want to help with a donation, please consider supporting ROS1 cancer research https://www.lungcancerfoundation.org/patients/ros1/contribute-ros1/

HOPE, always have hope.

As you can see below, we are at our Salt Pond camp, enjoying the everyday every day. And yes, even Dottie and Matilda, our two Nigerian dwarf goats, are here and loving the oak leaves. We had a wonderful family weekend at Spencer Pond Camps. I’m looking forward to the start of “Camp Gramma” next week, when I’ll get eased back into the fun with 2 of the four “campers”. I’m working hard at staying healthy in every way I can, mind and body, and reading everything from Winnie the Pooh to Radical Remission (both inspirational!). I plan to enjoy every minute of the grandchildren’s fun. A busy summer ahead with many more opportunities for making memories.

Keep writing, your voice will be heard by someone, sometime.

Keep writing, your voice will be heard by someone, sometime. I wrote a letter to the editor earlier this year. I wrote again and it was published this time. There’s a limit to the number of words, so I didn’t include everything I wish I could have. Also, some of the links aren’t live and read as words only, but it was published!

Free ME from Lung Cancer Free ME from Lung Cancer , a Maine nonprofit has funds for single family home radon abatement. Testing your home is easy and cheap. Abatement is done professionally and may be easy and inexpensive or it may be $5000. Thankfully, there is help for those who need it. There are a limited number of home abatement “sponsorships” through Free Me from Lung Cancer.

Letter to Ellsworth American: Don’t Ignore that Little Cough-Cough

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