Well, ive been through the worst. First they thought through the cat scans and pet scans that the cancer only infultrated 1/3 of my stomach, but when they cut me open they saw ut was my whole stomach, all its layers, half my esophagus, and numeral lymph nodes. I thought I was going to die bc online no one ever survives stomach cancer. After they reconnected my esophagus (what was left of it) with my intestines, the staples got loose and I grew a huge infection in my liver, kidney, and lungs. Those doctors that operated on me the first time werent oncologists, yet they were gastric bypass doctors, so after spending 4.5 months in the hospital with no improvement, my oarents transferred me to another doctor at a different hospital - mount sinai. They found right away that the source of my infection was my esophagus so they cut it off. They attached a bag to my throat so everytime I spit the bag catches it. I was unable to eat or drink for 2 years, I had nothing but tube feedings, I am 5 foot 7 and I weighed 90 lbs. So, next after they removed my esophagus, they put me in for 6 months of chemo. Unfortunately, the chemo did not work and my tumore grew to 15 inches. They put me on another chemo that came feom israel, something that isnt even fda approved here, and believe it or not, my whole tumor dissapeared. It is called avastin. So they took half my colon and used it as an esophagud and closed me uo and now I am eating normally. Meanwhile, while all this was going on, they discoverev that I had thyroid cancer and had to be removen. So far, im missing an esophagus, a stomach, 4 feet of intestines, a thyroid, and an apendix.
Well, that is my story for short, right now thank g-d im in remission - not ever to be heard of of the stage my cancer was in- but I try to keep positive. I have a wonderful husband who is a doctor so he takes very good care of mr. He is an interventional pediatric neuroradiologist, in short, a brain surgeon for children. I was in my last year of law school whwn I got diagnosed, im going to finish up that year this august god willing.
Well, in short, I never really beieved in miracles, but when you are unconscious in your bed and all you can hear are the voices of loved ones crying, you wake up. It took me 4.5 months, but I came through.
If you want the number of my genius oncologist, just email me.
Thanx for caring enough enough to listen through my tedious story and I hope everthing with your mom goes better.
Pease and love always,
evelyn