September 22, 2006–January 19, 2007
Sadie amazed everyone by remaining stable for nearly four months. We kept analyzing every little headache, every moment of aphasia, every tiny little departure from her usual routines for signs the end was approaching. After all, she’d been given a prognosis of weeks rather than months.
Some good news
December 6, 2006 and January 3, 2007
Nine months after radiation and chemo shut her periods down, Sadie had some vaginal spotting: a sign her body was well on its way to complete recovery from treatment. Exactly four weeks later she bled again, a little more than the spotting on December 6, but not yet a full-blown period.
A surprising MRI
December 29, 2006
Sadie was so stable we began to wonder what was going on in her brain. We requested another MRI, three months after her last one. It showed something unexpected and remarkable: the two existing tumors hadn’t changed at all. That explained Sadie’s stability. Her doctor told us to decrease her dexamethasone to 6 mg per day (from 9 mg), since the tumor apparently wasn’t creating additional pressure.
It wasn’t all good news, however. Sadie had developed a new tumor, this one on the back of her medulla oblongata. Her doctors and we assumed it was a progression of the existing cancer, connected to the existing tumors by tendrils too faint to see on the MRI.
January 19, 2007
After so many months of stability, Sadie began to decline at an alarmingly rapid pace. Over the past few weeks she’d mentioned increasing double vision and a sense her aphasia had gotten worse, and her appetite had decreased somewhat. But these changes were too subtle to trigger warning bells for us. On January 19, however, Sadie suddenly got worse: she started vomiting, at first once every day or two, then twice, then three times. Within a couple of days she was sleeping nearly all day, eating next to nothing, and barely able to stand with support.
Sadie’s doctor prescribed the maximum dose of Zofran (ondansetron), 8 mg three times a day, to help her vomiting. It worked for thirty-six hours. Then it helped for increasingly short periods of time: six hours, five hours, three hours. Her doctor increased her dexamethasone to 9 mg per day, and combined with the Zofran this kept her vomiting at bay, though she still felt nauseated in waves throughout the day, sometimes asking for a bucket but not throwing up.
The end of Sadie’s tunnel was coming into view.