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UpdatesJune 8th - The rumors of my demise are false I tell you! I am still here and doing well. I've just been real lazy and neglectful in updating this page, but I'm here to (sorta) take care of that now.First of all, I must again say thanks to all the thoughts and prayers that were made on my behalf. I know all the support I received helped me through probably the toughest time in my life. Unfortunately, it's not over. But, every day I see more positive results, and I know that soon I'll be just like my old self (minus some bone and tissue, of course). Since returning home from inpatient rehab at OSU, I've made a lot of progress with my mobility, despite the numb-like feeling that still persists in my lower extremities. I can walk without a cane for the most part now, though I tend to tire sooner than normal still. In fact, I've even driven my car and my dad said he "didn't notice a difference" in my reaction time or driving ability. Of course, then the car started acting up. First it wouldn't start after being parked for a half hour, then when it did start, it lost power on hard acceleration. So now it's in the shop. Just another example of the kind of luck I have. However, I do seem to get more and more feeling back in my legs each day or so. I can feel differences in temperature, and even my skin is sensitive here and there. The feeling that is taking the longest to come back is around my muscles. So it's still hard to control some muscle groups, though physical therapy is helping with that, and my therapist is real pleased with my progress every day I go. I even hope to go back to work as soon as Monday, with my doctor's permission. So that's all for now. One change you will notice is the updates from when I was in the hospital have been added to this page, so the whole story can be read here. I will soon add in more details about the hospital trip and rehab, but for now let's just say I'm glad that's all over with. :-) The following updates (through May 19th) were made while I was in the hospital and rehab. They were made by my family and I, when I was finally able.
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For those of you I've never met in person, here I am! Click on the picture for a larger version, if you're interested of course. ;-)![]() |
| Friends, Some of you may be wondering what this page is doing here. Well it's pretty simple. I, (Toasty to some, Chris to others) have been diagnosed with having a tumor. Not just any kind of tumor though, but a spinal cord tumor. Yes, you heard that right. Apparently, for whatever reason (my doctor calls it bad luck, which I seem to have truckloads of) a fairly large tumor has formed within my spinal cord. So why does that fact warrant a web page? Well, for a couple reasons. First, this will enable me to keep you, my friends, better informed as to my condition, and I'll be able to share with you what I've learned about it, as well as some cool pictures I've taken of my MRI exams. Second, as you'll find out, this condition is a fairly rare one, and since even I've had a little trouble finding good information about it, I thought I would put up what I've found out in hopes of educating those that may also have be suffering and not know it. Third and finally, I guess this is a form of release for me. I can get out all my sarcastic comments and bad jokes about this whole thing. Why joke about something so serious? Because I've always believed that if you can't laugh at life, even the worst parts of it, you'll never be happy. And since happiness is a goal of mine, however elusive it might be, I choose to laugh as much as possible. |
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How This All BeganMy symptoms started innocently and pretty vaguely to begin with. In fact, I didn't think anything in particular was wrong, other than I was out of shape and needed to exercise more. Last spring ('98) I remember taking walks to get a little exercise. Every now and then I would sort of 'trip' over my own feet. My left foot exactly. Since it had been a while since I'd exercised I didn't think much of it. Plus I figured I was just trying to walk at a pace that was too fast for me at the time. Unfortunately, I stopped walking on a regular basis by the time summer came along, probably because I got busy with work and took a vacation, etc. In any case, I didn't recognize my innocent tripping or stubbing of my foot as a problem. Heck I never fell, and it happened maybe once every half mile, if that. Well, winter comes along, and I notice I was having more and more of a problem, increasingly half-tripping for no apparent reason. It concerned me a little, but I had many reasons to discount it, or blame it on something else. Heavier boots I wasn't used to wearing, lack of exercise, old age ;), etc.So the New Year rolls around and I resolve to get in better shape. I started exercising regularly. I thought that would improve my leg strength and the problem would slowly correct itself. A month of working out proved me wrong. At that point it was just plain annoying. There was and has never been any pain whatsoever, but I felt the leg getting weaker, and no amount of exercise was reversing that trend. I made an appointment with my doctor. He did a basic exam on me and sent me for an EMG exam, which is where they hook electrodes up the to nerves that make your muscles work and send charges through to see if the nerve is working correctly. That checked out ok for the muscles in my leg, etc. The next thing I had tested was my head, with an MRI. My doctor was concerned that I might have the beginnings of MS (Multiple Sclerosis). That MRI came up negative, showing a perfectly healthy brain. And so now I can prove to everyone, I DO HAVE ONE! So for all you doubters out there - where's YOUR proof? ;) Following that I was referred to a neurologist. His exam showed me symptoms that I didn't even know I had. For example, by comparing the temperature of a cold metal tool between the lower half of my body and the upper half, I could tell the sensation in the lower half was 'duller' than my upper body. The cold object felt much colder to me when placed at chest level, than when placed at abdominal level. That was also something I had somewhat noticed, but never thought was a problem at all. He then sent me for a second MRI, to cover the spine. And that's the one that mattered. This MRI clearly showed some kind of growth in the spinal cord that caused the cord to swell. The reason for the leg weakness was the lack of spinal fluid flowing to my lower spinal cord. The tumor caused a blockage, which essentially starves the nerve endings which control, among other things, my leg muscles. |
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The Call the Next Day and Everything ElseWhen I left the second MRI test, I was told the results would reach my doctor in a couple days, and that I couldn't see them immediately because the person who dealt with the film went to lunch. Now, when I had my brain scanned, I got to see the pictures right away, as they had them up on their computer screens. So I was a bit suspicious about their excuse. But since I was in a different MRI scanning unit (supposedly their scans were more detailed) I believed it. Now I'm not so sure. They could have been telling the truth, just not the whole truth. I think now that they saw what happened and didn't want to show me because then I'd have asked, "Hmmmm, what's that thing in my spine?" I can see why they would have done this, but it is still annoying.Well, the next day I'm at work and I get a call from my neurologist's office wanting my to see him ASAP. That morning in fact. I agreed, but needless to say I was quite nervous, at least inwardly. After waiting at his office for a while, he finally told me the bad news. Even with all the suspicions, I was pretty much completely unprepared for what he told me. I tried to listen closely to each and every word he said so I wouldn't miss anything, but the fact that I had something INSIDE my spinal cord really threw me. Of course, then he mentioned words like 'surgery' and started talking about doctors in other cities, etc. Being in a slight daze, I just tried to take in all in so I could go over it later, when my mind stopped reeling. His office eventually (the next day) made an appointment for me with a neurosurgeon in Columbus at OSU. I had a weekend to think about all this and spent much of that time doing a lot of research on the web, trying to find more information about my condition. |
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The NeurosurgeonAs my research and friends suggested, I prepared a list of things I wanted to have answered by the neurosurgeon who would be operating on me. First he came in and did a quick neurological exam on me, testing certain reflexes and the strength in my legs and arms. He then took a look at my MRI films, and set about explaining in quite a bit of detail what the tumor was, what needed to be done, and how. He was very nice about answering questions and anticipated many of them. First he said I did have a tumor, and it was within my spinal cord. He said it appeared to be benign in nature, but that couldn't be confirmed until they saw it firsthand. It was probably a ependymoma, which is the most common kind and is mostly benign. It could also be an astrocytoma, which has a greater chance of being malignant. Besides that, the big difference in the type of tumor it that and ependymoma is relatively easy to remove, and get the whole thing at once, without the need for radiation therapy. However, and astrocytoma is much more difficult to remove completely, and almost impossible to tell if it is. Radiation therapy would almost have to be used after surgery to try to remove the rest of an astrocytoma.The doctor said that my only real choice was surgery. Without surgery, he said, chances are that I would become paralyzed within a year. Even though I understood what had to be done in the first place, that statement kind of shocked me. He went on to say that with surgery, I had a good chance of getting back to normal, and regaining strength, but that he would also be happy if I got through it and stayed the same. (Personally, I think that would suck, but it's better than paralysis!) He then went on to say basic things about surgery, such as the basic risks, death being at the top of the list. So I'll have a 1 in 10,000 chance of dying during the operation. I just wish I could get those kind of odds in the lottery. ;) There's also the infection risks, and hemorrhaging. After surgery, I'll have to lay in bed for three days minimum to avoid putting undue pressure on the spinal cord. No sitting up at all. If everything went well, I would be able to walk out of the hospital, and whether or not I'd need physical therapy depends on how I feel after that. He did say that in almost all past surgeries like this, the patient invariably feels an irritating burning-like pain from time to time for the rest of their lives. So just like my car (which I just got back from the body shop after an accident) I will never be the same. That was another ominous sounding phrase he used that made my eyes get a little wider. :) He then detailed the operation. Basically they'll cut a piece of bone out of my back, about a 2-3 inch rectangular section that I will never have again, which will give them access to the cord which they then cut lengthwise to open. From there they'll decide what the best tool to use to remove the tumor is (he prefers a sonic vibrating device that sucks the tumor out, but laser is another option). During all this they'll be monitoring the nerve impulses using SSEP (Somatosensory Evoked Potentials) to make sure that nothing is done that would affect me adversely. The surgery itself can last from 4 to 20 hours (I'm scheduled for 6). Probably the best thing he said is that the success rate of other similar procedures has been good. Since the only type of surgery he performs deals with the spinal column, he has a lot of experience in this type of surgery. So why do I have this problem? His answer: "Bad luck." Well of course! I should have thought of that! ;) If you know me well enough at all, you know that if it wasn't for bad luck, I wouldn't have any luck at all. And lately I've been doing a lot to prove that. So if everything goes right, after I'm home from the hospital, I'm still going to be out of it for up to a month. I won't be able to bend, lift, stoop, or do any exercise (other than walking) for up to 3 months. I won't be able to work for up to a month as well. Of course, all that depends on how I feel. Personally, I want to be up and around as soon as possible. I guess I'll need to figure out how to get some good luck to do that! |
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