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Dr. Foster’s Office – Discussing the Surgery

I met with Dr. Foster, the surgical machine,  to discuss the RPLND surgery I am going into tomorrow.  I had no idea what to expect with Dr. Foster and had I been told I would have still not believed it.

To help you understand the situation here: I had never met, spoken or had any correspondence with this man who was about to cut into me in less than 24 hours. I have still not slept yet as I was busy getting everything packed and ready for an early morning flight, still have not had a chance to eat anything after my Ctscan fasting and am starting to get a little tweaked out..

Dr. Foster telling me he would be stressed if he was in my shoes!


First lab I had to do..

No I do not actually show you this, but it was my first moment alone in the hospital with the camera so I thought I would try it out. When I came out of the bathroom there were 3 technicians standing right near the door with perplexed looks on their faces. I guess they could hear me talking in the bathroom..

This was right after the video above, this lovely sign was located on the wall next to the toilet for those who were having trouble sorting out exactly HOW to pee in a cup.. Well, now you know!


My tickets for the ride to come!

I had just checked in and they gave me a bunch of paperwork and my bracelet, these stickers are used by each person/doctor/nurse/specialist that I either go see or come to see me. When I gave the Radiology lady one she commented on how many I had…


Dr. Einhorn’s Office

Sitting at Dr. Einhorn’s office waiting to see him. Met with the surgeon Dr. Foster earlier.

Oncology offices have pamphlets that I never knew existed. Things like where to get wigs, how to make yourself feel better by looking better.

The waiting rooms here are so strange because no one has hair.

Doc is here now. More later!


Dr. Einhorn’s Office Part Two

In the world of testicular cancer, Dr. Einhorn needs little introduction. Dr. Einhorn is the oncologist that treated Lance Armstrong at Indiana University Simon Cancer Center after being diagnosed with testicular cancer. He is one of the most open and accessible doctors I’ve ever met in my life. He was willing to answer emails on weekends and did not waste time getting to the point. After submitting my pathology slides to his team at IU, their report came back substantially different than my initial pathology report here in the Raleigh area. Unfortunately, his report came back much worse which made it even more important for me to go visit him in person.

I have met many different “celebrity” folks, however I have never met a celebrity doctor so my expectations were a little bit skewed. Dr. Einhorn was the second doctor of the day that I met with and I’d still not had a chance to eat all day long. I keep bringing this up because it really did have an impact on the way my mind was working. Unfortunately the day was so crammed full of flights, tests and meetings with doctors that I simply did not have time to grab anything at the hospital to eat. Thank goodness I had my mother with me to help me remember some of the things that he had said when we met with him.

The Waiting Room
When getting registered at the front desk for Dr. Einhorn there was a wonderful lady checking in and asking me a bunch of questions. She had a great sense of humor which really helps lighten the mood. The office itself was rather bland aside from specific items that happened to be placed around the room. It was clearly the office of oncologist because there were many pamphlets dealing with cancer, how to look good and feel good topics, and my personal favorite – a shaved female head that is usually used for training hairdressers how to style and cut hair.
This shaved head really sort of confused me. Fully aware that I was in an oncologist office and that when who lose their hair would be in there every day I was still thrown to see that shaved head sitting on the table. I finally decided to ask the lady checking in about the head and why they would be so bold to put it out on display.
After asking and her not understanding what was talking about I pointed it out to her across the room. She looked at it strange, and said “you got to be kidding me!”, “Someone stole a week and half off of that head sometime today!”.

This definitely helps lighten the mood for what was going to be, very serious meeting with Dr. Einhorn.

The Meeting
The meeting with Dr. Einhorn started out with a standard weight and height check and then being led into the checkup room. The nurse informed me that the doctor would be with me in a few minutes. A very pretty female doctor entered the room for the basics and the general checkup (which did include dropping my drawers so she could feel the one testicle.. I did ask my mother to leave the room). After she collected some information she left the room to talk to Dr. Einhorn at which point my mother and I actually talked about how annoying it would be if we flew all the way there for surgery based on his recommendation only to meet with one of his colleagues. Thankfully Dr. Einhorn entered the room and met with us.

When he entered the room I was actually kind of thrown off by his energy. I am not sure how is that he has way more energy than a person of that age would generally have. His hands were very fidgety and he also stood about 9 inches past what I feel comfortable as a personal space and talked right in my face which kind of threw me off. I found myself actually having to focus on what he was saying instead of thinking “this is the man that saved Lance Armstrong?”. Again, I as very thankful that my mother was there because he talked about some things that were quite serious and potentially could have been fatal due to the type of testicular cancer that I have/had.

In the end, he answered every question we had in detail and put my mind at ease (to some extent) regarding the treatment and procedure I would be looking at in the near future. Most of what the treatment would be based on was the upcoming surgery the next day and the results of the pathology that were to follow.


Ct Scan Time!


Juice – The Video!


My make shift desk for now..

Here is the little desk I have claimed in the Radiology department while I drink the “juice” and wait to go in for my Ct scan.

Desk for now...

Desk for now...(see the juice in the background?)


The Juice

Upon checking into Radiology I was given more forms to fill out and told that I would be given a drink. One thing to keep in mind when watching this is that I had not slept for over 24 hours so I look a little off..

The juice is a familiar drink that I have had before at my CT in Raleigh however this one has to be spread over 2 hours. The large cup came with a bendy straw and different times written on it. I have to hit these markers by specific times in order to better disburse the stuff inside the juice throughout my body.

The Juice

The Juice

The lemon does not taste bad but the guy next to me when I was checking in said to ask for the fruit punch. No luck, they were out! It must be in high demand.

The juice has something in it that basically fills in all of the nooks and cranny’s of your digestive track and helps them determine what is or is not cancerous masses.

Here is a gif from my first chest CT in Raleigh. I was laying down so what you are seeing at the bottom is my spine.

Raleigh Abdominal Ctscan

Raleigh Abdominal Ctscan


The Radiology and Cancer Unit

Urine given, blood has been taken, now I am in the Cancer Unit at Radiology waiting to get my CT.

The blood was drawn in a different area of the hospital but the CT/Radiology is part of the Cancer Unit. It was a very strange yet welcoming feeling that I got when I entered into the Cancer Unit from the “outside” world, which consists of the rest of the hospital.

I am in a waiting room with other cancer patients who have clearly been going through chemo. This has been the first bit of reality about my situation thus far in rainy Indiana.

I feel like I kind of belong here and am welcomed by the sad, exhausted faces however I am not sure I want to be part of the club.

Weird thoughts.


Arrived at IU Simon Cancer Center

Fast flight, faster cab driver and a really fast registration here. They gave me a groovy bracelet with my name on it and all. Probably in case I forget who I am or I end up roaming the halls like some crazy old man! I tried pulling out the Flip cam but the did not like that idea one bit. I will have to use it “undercover”.

I am about to get my blood drawn then over to the CT place and my favorite metallic drink!

On a side note: they refer to soda as “pop”. That always makes me laugh hearing adults use that word for a coke.