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Chris Schriever

First came the tumor; it’s the root of the issue.

Radiating the Tumor details my experiences living with acromegaly. The journey begins where the tumor regains its strength, working to take over a second time.

Within the posts I share my attempts to find peace of mind, to heal and my hopes for remission. I detail my thoughts and feelings throughout stereotactic radiation treatments. And continue as, well, one does in life.

Originally diagnosed with acromegaly due to a hormone producing pituitary macro-adenoma in early 2014, in May of 2014 I underwent transsphenoidal surgery at Johns Hopkins Hospital in Baltimore, Maryland.

I was at the beginning, and I remain today, committed to fighting for peace of mind free from the pains of acromegaly. I am determined that this rare disease will not claim me as its victim.

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I was running late and picked Joe up a bit before 6:30am opting then to take the parkway instead of heading up New Hampshire Avenue. It worked out fine and we carried on sharing stories from our childhood both relishing in the significant roles our grandparents played in our lives.

This experience has definitely heightened my appreciation and sentiment for the past. It seems strange but I suppose appropriate.

Aside from tables jerky movements, which left me feeling nauseous, the treatment itself was a nonissue. Learning I’d been awarded with a revised prescription of 32 treatments instead of the planned 25 deflated all hope at that moment. I knew it was just seven more treatments, but I was so looking forward to being finished next week.

Ultimately it’s all about increasing the odds of the radiation doings its thing and killing any and all of the reminding tumor cell, so seven more it is.

The reality of this still meant for a fairly quiet ride as Joe navigated us through traffic on the way back to Washington where I was very much looking forward to a nap.

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