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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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After eight blissful, headache-free days, I went straight for the Advil when I woke up this morning having felt the oh too familiar pressure slowly building deep between my temples.

Earlier in my treatment I stood firm refusing to give in, but that all changed around treatment number 26. The headaches were just too much and I gave in. It turned out 600-800mg of ibuprofen made all the difference. It did this morning too. The headache had largely dissipated somewhere along our ride on the Baltimore-Washington Parkway.

Unfortunately, the relief was short lived. By the time I climbed off the table following the treatment it was back. It was disappointing. I didn’t have time for it either as I had busy day ahead of me. Not only was I due to see Dr. West for blood work and June’s second Somatuline Depot injection, but I needed a productive, distraction-free day in the office.

It felt strange walking out of the studio this morning. I have met some wonderful (and incredibly strong) people along this road and while I certainly will not miss schlepping up to Baltimore at the crack of dawn, there are a few things I vow to maintain. Including forcing myself to slow down to appreciate the moment, one-on-one time with friends and family and the surprising benefits of 22 minutes of quiet, contemplative rest.

Tomorrow is going to be huge. I cannot wait!

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