Today was the last day of my proton radiation therapy. This marks the end of my cancer treatment, though I still have a few check-ups and a lifetime of periodic MRIs ahead of me. I couldn't have made it this far without the incredible support of all my friends and family, but there are a few people that I think deserve special recognition and thanks:
- My optometrist, Brian Wadman, who first noticed my swollen optic nerve and sent me for the MRI that revealed my tumor.
- My neurosurgeon, Ziv Williams, who evidently heeded my warning that my brain is about all I have going for me.
- My oncologist, David Ebb, who planned my treatment and kept a watchful eye over me throughout the ordeal.
- My nurse, Patti Scott, who would smile and laugh with me as she drew tube after tube of blood samples from my chest-port.
- My radiation oncologist, Shannon MacDonald, who was a match for my geekiness as she explained the inner workings of the MGH cyclotron.
- My mother Sally, who kept at work during this difficult time, providing the top-notch health insurance that allowed me to be treated.
- Most of all, my father Steve, who has been my roommate, nurse, chef, personal trainer, secretary, biographer, chauffeur, and friend during the worst 7 months of my life so far.
Well put, Orion! I am so happy this is over and you still have a lot more going for you than your incredible brain, like your smile, fortitude, wisdom, open mind and open heart. I'm so glad for you!
ReplyDeleteI would say that all of us have only our brains going for us. Orion's just got a rather nice one.
ReplyDeleteWay to go, little brother! The road ahead of you isn't an easy one, but you are again the master of your own destiny.