brisktinker7 said:And thirdly, which is actually what matters most to me, is where to go for treatment, advice, or anything else, because while medical care here might be okay, the actual treatment protocols feel a bit shaky....
We want a second, third, eighth, even a fifteenth opinion just to make sure we've exhausted every single possibility....I should mention that my dad (who this is about) is in a pretty good headspace, he's determined to beat this, he has a lot of support around him, and nobody has spiraled into depression (not even sadness in front of him)......
..I'm rambling again....I really wanted to ask where all those politicians and wealthy, ordinary people go for treatment abroad?....We don't have the money, but I’ll turn everything upside down to find them...right now, though, it's harder just finding the addresses of institutions that even deal with this stuff..
..please help.....
Hello everyone, old friends and new. 🙂
People get treated poorly abroad too; diagnoses get botched, therapies end up being insufficient... I don't think they're some kind of miracle workers over there, just like I don't think people here are totally clueless and incapable. For us, traveling wasn't an option, not just because we probably couldn't afford it, but because Mom was—and still is—in too bad of a state to travel anywhere. I've been digging through the internet, following groups, reading, talking to people (mostly listening, actually, and very little talking myself). The necessary information eventually found its way to me; I just let it select itself.
I just want to say, I'm crossing my fingers for you. 🙂
I know it isn't concrete help, but—keep searching, keep searching, and keep searching, and everything will be fine. That's all, just support.
Amanda Nelson54 said:Hey everyone!
Just wanted to share some good news—the results from the second biopsy are CLEAR! There's no new tumor! It turned out to be just an inflammatory process in the sinus. They'll repeat the biopsy in a month just to be 100% sure, but for now, everything is okay.
I can't even tell you how happy I am...
Otherwise, Dad isn't doing great; he's had the flu for 10 days now. His fever has dropped to 99, but he's weak as a wet noodle, barely able to stand on his feet. But, I hope he'll bounce back soon, especially now that he knows the results are good. If anyone has any good suggestions on how to get him back to normal faster, please let me know...
Greetings to all!
Bravo. 👍
It makes me happy to read such good news, and I'm happy for all of you who bring hope to this place. And hoping that we can endure the fight is also a form of hope.
Dad will get stronger, but don't be disappointed if it doesn't happen overnight. Just persist and persist, and it will be okay. 🙂
I can recommend native propolis, and my mother also takes royal jelly from the same producer. Quality nutrition is just as important. For supplements, she takes B-complex and magnesium. Everything else is taken by the spoonful or fork, or sipped from a cup. Medications are a different story, but I think we've narrowed them down to a minimum, and what he's taking now is it. For now.
Meanwhile, within the family circle—and I don't have much of a family tree to speak of—there are two other cases of cancer popping up.🙄
Mom managed to kill the goldfish in the meantime.😁
The thing is, she had this mutant little gold fish that had somehow lived for what feels like an eternity, and she’d been filling the aquarium almost to the very brim. It's hard to keep tabs on every single detail.
Even though there was a mesh cover on it, slightly frayed at the edges, the fish must have just slipped out and landed on the floor. She didn't even realize it was gone. She kept insisting to me that it was still in there and asking why I couldn't see it, right up until I actually picked it up off the ground.
She’s gone and built up another stash of forbidden pills. She goes for walks with her housekeeper—the one who comes by three hours a day—and sends her over to CVS while she heads to the pharmacy, which are basically next door to each other. Naturally, the lady gave in, and Mom ended up buying a whole haul of sedatives and painkillers. When she started snoring loudly in front of the TV, and then it happened again the next day, I realized something was off and did a bit of a sweep. Today, my suspicions are rising again, but I can't really prove anything to her.😁
I can't even explain to her how much it froze my blood, because my first thought was that her sodium levels were dropping again, which would mean the cancer had flared up. She doesn't grasp that, and I don't even try to tell her anymore; she just can't understand how certain moments affect us. Well, if there's one thing she knows for sure, it's that Ljubičić won. 😁
She absolutely loves tennis, and sports in general. ESPN is one of her favorite channels.😕
She’s in college now and messages her cousin who lives abroad every single day. Since I’ve been oversleeping at her place more and more lately, I told her that if her professors wake her up tomorrow—since they all seem to send emails in the crack of dawn—she should imagine the notifications just flying past her. She agreed to silence her phone, but now she's worried she might miss an important email if everything is muted.😛