Brain Cancer: Battle for Life

Even with such a terrible diagnosis as «Malignant brain tumor» You can and need to rejoice in life. After all, it is still going on, not? A person who wrote this article does not know what brain cancer is. His name is Avan Noobl, and these materials are his impressions of the treatment to which he is exposed.

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Magic sounds

The best is the sound of the radio therapy. I already communicate with her for the fourth time, and each time I find this sound truly inspiring.

The car begins to work immediately after the rooms come out, which are sitting on their screens. The process continues from half a minute.

This is a powerful combination of ticks and pauses, and I am convinced that she fills me with the energy of good. One friend advised me to represent how the tumor melts at the time of irradiation, and I'm trying to recreate a picture of the film once seen about how the organism from the cells that he no longer need riddled.

I see how radiation penetrates my little curves of cancer cells, destroys their DNA and makes them leave my head. I think it works. And there are still 26 sessions ahead.

Plastic helmet

It's all completely painless, and from the moment of entering the clinic until the moment of leaving it takes about 25 minutes - except for those days when I have to talk with doctors and nurses.

Plastic helmet, specially poured on the shape of my head, is designed to make my head as much as necessary. Techniques adjust the powerful X-ray unit, which doses radiation, and give two half-minute pulses. Everyone is directed to that part of my head in which the tumor is hidden.

My doctor says that neither he nor i will learn how successfully the radiotherapy has worked, another month or two after the end of the course. Perhaps the result will be known in December. Until this time, we will not be able to scan the tumor and determine its size, because it is likely that it first catsches.

Due to the fact that this is such a nasty subject, I will have to get a course of chemotherapy, that is, take drugs that will have to finish the remnants of the tumor, and only after that it will be possible to understand how efficient the whole process.

Confidence

My doctor is confident that I am strong enough to cope with side effects. I also feel it, and it is great.

I am given steroids so that the body can counteract the spreading of the tumor, and as soon as I started to take them, I stopped sicking my head. Steroids also give me energy and appetite, although it seems, because of them, I'm slightly hyperactive.

Time goes and I am preparing for hair loss and to what I will feel tired, but I was told that the treatment of brain cancer may be less difficult than cancer of any other organ. Adult healthy brain fabric does not grow. And radiotherapy, and chemotherapy kills cancer, destroying growing cells, especially those grow faster than others.

So, if I am accustomed to luck, the tumor will die, and healthy areas of my brain will not be damaged. The more I recognize about the treatment, the less I am afraid.

And fear opened me the way to the uncountable number of things that I have to put in order now. Therapy may affect my ability to reproduce offspring, so I decided to make cum.

I never wrote the wills, but now it may be necessary for me.

And I also want to make sure that there is a national register, testifying that I agree to use my organs for scientific purposes. Because it may have to go anything more than one more operation, and the risk cannot be excluded.

I love

And I got the opportunity to indulge in some of my desires - for example, buy a new printer. In fact, it seems to me, my loved ones to survive all this is much harder than me. I love, care about me, they are perfectly treated.

I fell in love with the city in which I live, four years ago, when I came here, and in the last two weeks I had the opportunity to truly enjoy them with my girlfriend and do something that in other conditions we would not have enough time.

I am deeply grateful to everyone who sent me last week encouraging emails. Heat and optimism in them would have enough dozens like me.