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I underwent two-hour treatments with a Cyber Knife on Friday, Monday and Tuesday. While it was not painful, I did get sick once I got home.
I slept 12 to 14 hours after each treatment. It was hard to keep from throwing up. I’m beginning to feel better now.
I won’t know the outcome until a MRI on Dec. 2. The doctor was very positive; he felt good about it.
The Cyber Knife is one of many devices used to fight cancer at Baylor/All Saints in Fort Worth. The war on cancer is one war we are beginning to win.
I have never been treated better than I’ve been treated by the staff at the Baylor Liver Clinic.
Dr. Kevin Jones and his staff, as well as the staff at PPGH, are so special; I can’t say enough good things about them.
With hopes that the tiny tumor on my liver is in-check, I am looking forward to a liver transplant, which could take place in eight to 14 months.
I recently completed extensive pre-transplant testing and screening.
My liver tumor was discovered on March 6. My life hasn’t been the same since; I know it will never be the same.
Although the price is high in terms of my body, my new life is going to be better, much better.
Thanks to Medicare, new affordable healthcare testing and cancer treatment policies have helped keep my medical bills relatively minimal.
I’ve been able to take care of the cost of most treatment, but it’s tough because I live on disability checks.
That really doesn’t matter because my life is on the line. My friends and family have had my back every step of the way. Their loving concern and grace makes them priceless.
Guys like Donnie Raffaele and my stepdad, John McCarthy, and my sons, Sam and Vassar, have helped me keep my feet on the ground.
Living dolls like Jana Witherspoon, Judy Funderberg Barnett, Jackie Hopkins and Linda Naylor Garrett keep me smiling and help keep my hopes high. My mom, Oma, and my daughter in-law, Julie, are amazing, as usual.
Keeping my sense of humor helps quite a bit.
I met with one doctor last week and he said, “You’ve got six months to live.”
I told him I couldn’t pay his bill in six months, so he gave me another six months.