Introduction

Late February of 2012 Mark was diagnosed with stage 4 Metastatic Melanoma Cancer. This is written for our family and friends who have so caringly expressed a desire to know of the current situation. We so appreciate the love and support that has been shown to us and we lovingly empathize with and pray for many of you that have had or are currently going through trials of your own. In love, hope and faith, Mark and Ane

Friday, January 3, 2020

Gradual Progress Continues...

The daily dose of Prednisone has gradually dropped to 45 mg. a day (which is still considered a high dose).  The goal is to get to 10 mg or less, then transition to hydro-cortisone which will be for maintenance as my body will no longer produce needed cortisol. While on this high dose of steroids I have been very fatigued, and can only do so much in a day before I entirely tire out. One to three naps a day has become my new normal -- and that is highly unusual for me!  If I am standing or moving I am wearing down, if I sit I can maintain, and if I am laying down I am regenerating. Occasionally, there is some nausea, which usually goes away with eating or resting.

Today we meet with Dr. Sarah Hopkins, an endocrinologist. She, too, is anxious to get me off of the high dose Prednisone but recognizes the need to control the immune system attacks on my organs. One of the nurses taught us how to administer emergency steroids, if I ever can't keep the pills down  or if my body needs more due to trauma. Evidently, the body needs a certain amount all the time or it will fail. She taught us how to fill the syringe and then just stab the needle into the leg or arm, push in the steroid and pull it out. I am sure that will be fun, if I ever need it:-). So now, when we travel we always need to carry a syringe, small vial of steroids and a note explaining to security personal why we are carrying them.

Isn't life fun;-). We are so glad to be here and soon will be celebrating our eighth year together after the initial cancer diagnosis of less than a year to live (in reality the doctor thought 3 months). We have been so blessed and are grateful every day, for another day together.

Thank you for your love, prayers and good thoughts.

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