A three-year brain tumor survivor

Susan remains strong and stable prior to her next tests to update the status of her brain tumor and kidney stone.
 
June 26th marks three years since we discovered Susan’s brain tumor, an anniversary laden with paradox.  As a glioblastoma multiforme patient, she has surpassed a life expectancy that averages only about a year from diagnosis.  That’s a fact too obvious, since we’ve known four friends and one Massachusetts senator who have succumbed to high-grade brain tumors since our journey began.  Susan has beaten the odds. Yet with just 10% of GBM patients surviving more than five years, we wonder what the future holds.
 
Why is Susan is a three-year survivor?  Is it that at age 46 when diagnosed, she was younger than average and better able to rally her strength?  Is it that she had access to surgeries, medications, and treatments when she needed them along with world-class care at UCLA? Is it that her type of tumor has a mix of cells that responded better to treatment than others?  Is it that she’s got an unquenchable positive attitude?  I'm encouraged by these comments in a NY Daily News article: 

While new findings continue to extend the lives of patients with glioblastoma, for the moment, it remains one of the most dreaded diagnoses. For those who receive it, putting up a fight against the tumor may help.

“If you go to the Internet and do a search on outcomes in glioma, everyone will call it a terminal illness,” Dr. Henry Friedman, co-director of Duke’s brain tumor center, told the Times. “Your outcome is ‘dead on diagnosis.’ If you don’t have the philosophy that you can win, you have lost before you started.”

NY Daily News 09/01/09: Glioblastoma

While there may be a number of reasons Susan is doing well, ultimately we see God's hand at work.  He's keeping us.  It's just a mystery.  We come to the end of three years with no conclusion – except that Susan has survived this long.  Even the term “survivor” can be troubling.  Was Ted Kennedy a brain cancer survivor for 14 months until he died a month later?
 
Paradox enfolds our spiritual perspective as well.  We are burdened, but not broken down.  Fear attends, but God’s perfect love forces it to the margins.  In turmoil, we've received peace.  Our weakness has been overcome by God’s strength; our vulnerability covered by his faithfulness.  Yet while God is able to heal Susan from GBM, he has not.  Suppose he does?  A Susan healed from GBM will eventually die from something else. 
 
Through this paradox, a force drives us.  Susan is driven to be gracious, enduring, and hopeful as she strives to live. I am driven to care for and encourage her, to declare her a survivor, and to try to make some sense of our situation for our sake and for others.  Three years ago, we were driven to acceptance almost immediately and found the load lighter.  We were driven to behold the darkness and void, and realize it has not been given any power over us. 
 
We are compelled to complete this season of testing, whatever the outcome of Susan’s disease; to see it not as an affliction but as an experience with God. As for me, I knew I was in for a time of testing.  This was a test of faith I must pass.  Do or die.
 
Honestly, I have failed wildly.  But even wilder has been learning my failure was for my benefit, not God’s. My weakness is no surprise to him - but I needed to see it myself.  In terms of spiritual currency, I’m broke.  I’m so broke, sometimes I can’t even pay attention.  But now, in my brokenness, comes the greater part of the test – testing God. The paradox deepens.  

Who is this God who flips a season of testing so he's the one on trial?   Who is this God who decides in advance to bear with his fragile children so we can come to terms with our weakness, which itself is the key to knowing his strength?   Who is he, secure enough in the outcome that he's willing to allow a messy process to play out?  When everything's gone wonky, we're laid low.  Now God can get our attention, help us know he's near, and communicate deeply to our souls about his true nature.

• It’s exactly when your courage is sapped and you feel alone that you can know the God of Deuteronomy 31:8, “The LORD himself goes before you and will be with you; he will never leave you nor forsake you. Do not be afraid; do not be discouraged."
• Seeing you’re awash in peril yields the real power of John 16:33: “In this world you will have trouble. But take heart! I have overcome the world.”
• It’s natural to tremble in the face of death.  In that darkness, an ancient enemy looms and would overtake me.  But when I notice God is there and he’s relaxed enough to “prepare a table before me in the presence of my enemies” (Psalm 23:5), then I am at ease too.  God himself becomes my confidence.

To be serene while facing death almost makes no sense.  To be joyful in hope with brain cancer is a bit of a contradiction.  To be confident in one unseen who’s waiting at the end of a journey marked by pain, loss, and uncertainty is actually understandable when you know who's really there. At three years, we’re growing more comfortable with the mystery.

Stable tumor and a kidney stone

Last week found us back at UCLA twice, first on Wednesday for Susan’s scheduled MRI and oncology visit.  Thankfully, her brain tumor is stable once again; the scan showing only minor changes and nothing to indicate tumor growth.  Dr Nghiemphu extended her next evaluation from six to eight weeks.  The watch and wait phase continues. 
 

We returned Friday for Susan’s abdominal CT scan and confirmed she has a 1.4cm kidney stone.  We met with two urology associates, Drs Brison and Schulam, who outlined our options for treatment.  Since the stone is fairly large, we focused on the middle-of-the-road treatment called uretoroscopy, where the doctor inserts a scope into the ureter and kidney to break up the stone with a laser and gather the pieces for removal.  We ruled out a lesser treatment of external shockwaves that would pulverize the stone but leave pieces perhaps too big to pass, and will also avoid a more invasive surgical treatment the doctors think would be overkill.
 

Still, the uretoroscopy requires several treatments at two-week intervals and leaves a drainage shunt in place that can be irritating and uncomfortable.  Dr Schulam demonstrated great compassion in asking Susan how she’s holding up with her complicated health situation.  He was open to defer treatment in case she’s weary or overwhelmed.  Susan, ever the gracious fighter expressed her willingness to proceed with, “Well, you have to do what you have to do.”  But given the likelihood of having to endure six weeks of shunt discomfort when the stone may not present any real trouble, Dr Schulam recommended waiting until mid-summer, getting another scan, and tracking any changes.  Meanwhile, if the stone blocks her urinary tract and begins to cause infection we’d know right away by the onset of persistent pain and would do the procedure at that time.  We felt comfortable with this approach; and I like the idea of giving Susan a respite from treatments so she can get stronger.  Meanwhile, we pray for her overall healing and restoration of her body. 
 

When they do the uretoroscopy to zap the stone, they’ll also do a routine check of her bladder for cancer or other disease, a customary practice that kills two birds with one stone while getting another stone out.  I knew I could work that line in there somewhere.