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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The entire morning felt ceremonial. It was it as if everything had its moment; its significance. Yet, nothing other then my excitement was really any different from the 31 treatments before. That was until I heard the unlocking of the ninth and final clasp of my mask as I was unlocked from the treatment table.
As Eddie and I pulled ourselves together in order to leave on time this morning, I feared I was loosing steam. Even with multiple alarms, getting up and out of the house by 6:15am was proving far more challenging by the day.
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.
My friend Richard joined in the rotation this morning. Even under the circumstances it was a nice for the two of us have time together. I suppose mixing it up also had value as it presented a new perspective.