NO Chemo Aniversary

20130507-161425.jpg1 month ago today I stopped systemic chemo and decided to pursue alternative, immuno based treatments. Big decision considering the extensive mets, as I am well aware how quickly things can go south if my cancer starts to grow again.

As for the results, generally I feel quite good.(if I ignore the current pain resulting from having my femoral artery cut by Prof. Vogl that is).

Avastin is starting to leave my body, and I have noticed a great reduction in the nasal damage that it would typically cause every day. In other words, no more lumpy bits of congealed blood every time I blow my nose.

I am unfortunately stuck with what seems like slight but permanent neuropathy in my feet. It feels like skiing with damp socks on, a feeling I used to know well so don’t mind it too much. My fingertips also don’t feel quite right, but they are not as bad as my feet.

For almost a week now I have been running a consant fever of between 38-39 degrees celsius and I wake drenched in sweat several times each night. This started straight after the Chemoembolization procedure. It could be caused either by the immune system fighting the cancer, or by rapid cancer growth. Hoping its not the latter.

My hair is making a comeback as well, growing back with a vengeance. I am usually blonde, but its growing back much darker than before. Should look interesting. Blonde sides and back with a dark top.

In conclusion, I must say that I am not missing chemo one bit and I hope that I never have to go back to it.

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Chemoembolization Aftermath

20130507-163015.jpgThe week following my Chemoembolization procedure with Prof. Vogl brought some interesting developments.

I have had daily, low grade fevers for over 4 months now, mostly in the 37.5 degree range and up to 38 degrees Celsius at times. Since the Chemoembolization procedure, this increased to 39 degrees and I have been waking up several times a night drenched in sweat. Interesting.

I had an ultrasound and was shown dark spots in the centres of most tumours, which I was told is necrotic tissue resulting from the procedure. Unfortunately I did not have the same ultrasound prior to the procedure, so I can’t be 100% certain that the necrosis is new. But I will assume that it is, as this may also explain my fevers.

The day after the procedure I was still in a great deal of pain, caused mostly by my swollen liver. I had my first hyperthermia session booked for that day, but I decided to postpone it for a day. Things slowly improved however and by the evening I was mostly back to normal. The following day I was feeling great and had my Hyperthermia treatment. The third day after chemoembolization, events took a turn for the worse. I woke up with severe pain in my groin. I informed the doc, and he seemed to think it was normal to have local pain at the chemoembolization entry site. I was not so sure.

The following day was a saturday, and things got much worse. Simple actions like standing up, sitting down and walking became a major challenge. I though some light exercise may help, so decided to go for a short walk and do some shopping. I just needed some milk and a thermos flask to make some MAF314 probiotic yogurt. In hindsight, Not the brightest idea I ever had. At the checkout, not one, but two older german ladies offered to give me their place in the line. I must have been quite a sight. 🙂

Sunday was worse still and I did not even try to get out of bed unless I absolutely had to. Fortunately there was no pain if I was still and did not move. I ended up sleeping most of the day.

Monday the pain was a little better, but not by much and I started thinking that I may have a blood clot, especially since the pain was much lower than the incision site where the femoral artery had been accessed. I went to see the Hallwang doc and he did an ultrasound. Luckily no blood clot, but I was told that a muscle had been damaged during the chemoembolization procedure. Apparently its rare, but can happen. (I love how these rare things seem to always happen to me.)

Despite the persisting groin pain, the Removab treatment is still going ahead today, but that is another story…

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Hyperthermia

20130507-155624.jpgOn Thursday, 2 days following my chemoembolization procedure, I got my first whole body hyperthermia treatment at Hallwang. It was not as bad or difficult as I assumed, though it had a few awkward moments.

Hallwang do not offer high temperature hyperthermia. High temperature hyperthermia is where you are heated to 42.5 degrees for over 4 hours. This is typically done under general anaesthetic. The aim of this procedure is to kill tumour cells as they have a much harder time dealing with high temperature compared to healthy cells. Hallwang uses lower temperatures, a little above 39 degrees Celsius. Their aim is not to kill cancer cells, but to stimulate the immune system.

I wanted the Hyperthermia straight after my Chemoembolization, however due to the bad reaction I had to this procedure, Thursday was the first day I felt well enough.

First to get your core temperature up quickly, they submerge you in a bathtub filled with hot water. Since I have been boiling myself in very hot water almost daily for the last 6 months, this was a walk in the park. The higher you can get your core temperature up, the less time you have to spend in the infrared tent. That I found makes quite a difference. They try to get you to 38 degrees in the tub, but I cranked up the heat and got to about 39 in no time at all.

Next you are moved into the infrared tent. It does actually look like a square box tent, with four infrared lamps at the top. Its quite pleasant to begin with, just like lying on a beach on a very hot and sunny day. But I get ahead of myself.

First came the rectal thermometer probe. Let me just say that having a nurse wiggle a probe up your anus, one which refuses and resists to let things in from the other direction, was not a pleasant experience, regardless of how attractive the nurse may have been. Awkward to say the least. It was actually painful and I felt violated. But lets not dwell on that.

The aim was to get me to about 39.5, but I was having none of that. I wanted to go higher. The poor nurse. I gave her hell and pushed her to crank things up. I managed to convince her to extend my stay in the tent several times till she finally put her foot down and pulled the plug. I think she was quite nervous and concerned at that time, but I was willing to go as high as as possible, maybe all the way to 43. 🙂

After reaching 39.5 things started to get somewhat rough. My BP went through the roof and I was in distress. The tent felt quite claustrophobic at that point and I had an uncontrollable urge to jump out and call it a day. Luckily the nurse was prepared for this and some sedative was added to my IV infusion that was keeping me hydrated. After that I was fine and I felt that I could easily go into the forties.

After the cooking session in the tent, the nurse wrapped me up, very snugly I must say, and let me sweat it out for maybe two more hours. During this time the temperature goes up even higher and I peaked at 39.9, which after talking to other Hallwang patients appears to be somewhat of record. I didn’t quite get to the temperatures that I wanted, but Overall 39.9 is not bad. I was never able to achive this during my home hyperthermia sessions. The sedative made the difference.

After I peaked it was just a matter of slowly cooling down and then having the rectal probe removed, but like I said, lets not dwell on that.

Lastly a quick shower and it was done. I must say that physically I felt very good after the procedure, though a little more tired than usual.

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Removab

20130510-222755.jpgTedd, a fellow patient at Hallwang arrived several weeks before me. A likeable and chatty type of guy, he described how easy, simple and painless the Vogl Chemoembolization procedure was. Well, if you read my blog, you know how that worked out. He also filled me in on how brutal the Removab treatment was. If chemoembolization was simple and painless, and removab brutal, I very much doubted that I would survive this treatment considering my reaction to chemoembolization. Needless to say I was more than a little worried and as it turned out, I was right to worry.

Removab is a triclonal antibody. It is a biological agent approved in the EU for the treatment of ascites, but is being used off label at hallwang to treat all sorts of epCAM positive cancers, especially metastasis. I should also add that in Australia, Removab had not been approved, as it was determined that the side effects outweighed its benefits. Great! I was about to experience these first hand.

The Removab antibody attaches to epCAM positive cells. Many cancers over-express epCAM, unfortunately epCAM is expressed by many other normal cells as well especially liver, thyroid and endothelial cells. This means that Removab can cause a lot collateral damage and this is the reason for many of its side effects.

Removab has two other antibodies attached to a central protein. (Hence the tri-clonal antibody). The second antibody activates T Cells, and the third activates macrophages. This means that as soon as Removab’s epCAM antibody binds to a cell, its other two antigens expose it to the immune system, which destroys the cell. That’s the theory anyway.

Removab can be a magic bullet for cancer, however its efficacy is limited, as the body very quickly develops antibodies agains’t it, making it less and less effective the more times that it us used.

I was started on a very low dose of just 5mg, and the infusion was to be done very slowly over 8 hours. The first side effects I was told I should expect about 4 hours into the procedure. These should have been, severe chills, shaking and high temperature. That just sounds like a nasty flu nothing more right?

Four hours into the IV nothing happened. I was getting concerned because to get the ideal results from this treatment, you really want a strong reaction. If your immune system is too good, it can eliminate the antibodies before they have a chance to work. Six hours in and still no reaction and I began believing that I would not respond at all.

8 hours in, at around 6 pm, I started feeling cold. At first I did not think anything of it. The windows were open and it was getting chilly outside, however within 30 minutes all hell broke loose.

I started getting colder and colder and eventually chills started to run from my toes to the back of the neck. I was elated at that point. I had a reaction, one that I have been waiting for all day. I enjoyed the sensation as wave after wave of cold chills ran up and down my spine. The cold started to become unbearable and my whole body started to shake and shiver uncontrollably. I was in business and I knew that I had a strong reaction at that point, just as Tedd had described it.

Unfortunately things did not end there. My blood pressure shot up to 200/120 an this was followed by a migraine. This alone took all the fun out of everything. I could live with the extreme flu like symptoms, but a migraine is quite another thing. The blood pressure really concerned the nurses and I was given some nitrous something spray under the tongue. Under normal circumstances, the minty taste would have been quite pleasant, but instead it brought on bouts of nausea. So now I had cold chills, uncontrollable shakes, high fever, high blood pressure, a migraine and nausea. What else could go wrong?

Next I started to feel my liver swelling up. Oh no, I thought, as memories of the Vogl Chemoembolization procedure and its associated side effects came rushing in. “Please no, I can’t go through this again!”, I heard myself whimper in my head. With the expanding liver, pain followed. Intense pain, though luckily it did not reach the levels of intensity that I had experienced just a few days before with chemoembolization. That experience had really re-defined my definition of pain.

The swelling was extreme in the upper part and my liver started to push on my lungs. Breathing became extremely difficult and painful. I was panting like a dog, taking just very shallow breaths. That was all that I could do as deeper breaths were just too painful and brought on more cough, which meant more agony.

I also could not talk. Any attempt to do so just resulted in uncontrolled cough. I kept this from the nurses as I knew that they were likely to give me steroids, and these I did not want due to the negative impact these could have on the immune system’s response to removab.

The cold sweats and shivers stopped and I now started to feel hot. Really hot. At that point I was escorted up to my room at the clinic, where I would spend the night for observation. I was hunched over in pain as I made the trip, hardly able to breathe and unable to speak without coughing my lungs out.

Once in my room, things started to improve. The nurses came in every 15 mins to check my vitals. This made it almost impossible the sleep. My temperature kept rising and when it hit 40 degrees celsius, the nurses wanted to give me something to bring it down. Well I was having none of that. This was free hyperthermia after all, and I was determined to hold on to my high fever for as long as possible, and to go as high as possible. Three times I was able to hold of the nurses, but when I hit 40.4 they would no longer listen to my logical arguments and let the paracetamol in. Soon after my temperature started to drop. What a shame. Now I started to really sweat and soon everything including my two sets of spare sweat clothes were drenched.

The nurses got more confident and only intruded every 30 minutes now, but I still could not sleep. The night felt like it would last forever. Eventually I did fall asleep somehow. I don’t know whether the nurses kept coming, but I was not aware of them till the morning.

I survived my first removab treatment. One of many to come, with ever increasing doses. I made a mental note, that at breakfast I need to have a chat with Tedd and get him to stop sugar coating the German procedures for me.

Next I will get live Newcastle Disease Virus injections in Duderstadt. Luckily Tedd has not done this treatment, so I am not 100% what to expect, but I expect more flu like symptoms and with my luck , lots of liver pain. Stay tuned……

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Removab Aftermath

20130513-185532.jpgThe next day after my first Removab treatment I woke feeling on top of the world. I was feeling and looking great. That bothered me. I saw several patients at Hallwang go through the Removab experience, and the morning after they looked like train wrecks. I was thankful, don’t get me wrong, it just seemed unusual. But then again, nothing seems to be going according to the norm for me. At breakfast I got a few comments on how good I looked, and that I must have really strong recuperative powers. At that point I had a suspicion that I was in trouble.

After lunch things started to go down hill. I was not feeling great and it just got worse as the day went on. I didn’t even bother trying to make it to dinner. If I managed to eat anything, it would just have been wasted anyway.

The next two days were not much better. I had plans to visit the family over the weekend, but was advised not to leave the clinic for the time being, as my liver enzymes were through the roof. I knew that my liver wasn’t working every time I went to the toilet. There is something unsettling about pale, almost white stool. Stool typically gets its colour from bilirubin and this is mostly processed by the liver and expelled via the digestive tract. Not after Removab it seems.

On the fourth day I was finally feeling better, but was told that my haemoglobin was very low and that I needed a blood transfusion. Trans WHAT??

I was not feeling that bad at that point and I tried to argue, but the doc had a good counter argument. He mentioned that getting t cells from another person may help with my cancer. As this is what the chinese LIFT trial is based on (Injecting t cells from about 20 different donors with natural cancer resistance) I agreed and the next day I was to have two bags of fresh German blood. Yum.

Hallwang get the blood from the spa town of Baden-Baden, I was told, which is really close to the french border. I just hoped it would be German blood as I am allergic to French. 🙂

During the transfusion the doctor on duty asked me how I was feeling. I could not resist. I looked at her and in a raspy, throaty voice, tinged with a Transylvanian accent (a voice I use to scare my kids). I said: “I want… to drink…. your bood”. She almost jumped out of her chair from fright. The infusion room burst out in laughter. I know, the poor doctor, but laughter is good for cancer right?

I got my blood and it must have been German as I had this odd craving for currywurst ever since.
The transfusion raised my haemoglobin levels from 8.5 to 11. Better, but still below normal. It however seemed to satisfy the Hallwang doc however.

I finally started to feel normal and then my chemo port got infected. But that is another story…

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Port Infection

20130514-110841.jpgOn my last day at Hallwang (for this round of treatment at least), I had my port de-accessed. I already knew there was going to be a problem as the port felt tender to the touch. Sure enough, when the dressing and gripper needle came out, the area around the port was red, slightly swollen and tender to the touch. I knew it was an infection and I wanted to scream “I told you so!”.

To explain, on my third day at Hallwang I started arguing with the nurses about the procedure they used to access and dress my chemo port. I actually told them that if they continue to dress the port ‘their way’ that my port would get infected before very long. I guess I did not argue hard enough.

At hallwang they wrap the gripper needle in surgical gauze, then tape it over with a waterproof plastic patch. My problem is that due to my daily fevers, I tend to sweat a lot in the evening and throughout the night. The gauze traps the moisture and the waterproof plastic dressing seals it in. You end up with a warm, moist environment. Paradise for bacteria. I hate being right.

It was a long drive from Hallwang to Duderstadt and by the time I arrived for my next round of immunological treatments there, the port became very swollen and extremely painfull to the touch. It did however improve by the following morning, so this gave me some hope. Hope soon to be dashed.

On Monday at Duderstadt, Dr. Nesselhut had a look at the port and said that it needed to come out as soon as possible. That for me would be a disaster, as I don’t handle needles and pick lines all that well.

I was not ready to give up my port just yet and asked for a prescription of antibiotics instead. I thought that I would give it a week to see if the antibiotics could clear the infection.

There has been no improvement thus far and three days have passed now. I am still hopeful however…

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Newcastle Disease Virus

20130515-075658.jpgI arrived in Duderstadt on Monday to begin treatment with the NDV oncovirus. It got off to a rocky start. First problem was that the clinic booked three patients for the same time which meant a lot of waiting. I was given information on the treatment to read, and some waver forms to sign. It was probably a good thing that I had ample time to read the documentation.

When my turn eventually came, the nurse was ready and had all my injections prepared. I was confused and asked why I was not getting local hyperthermia first. The nurse informed me that I was not booked for one. I showed her a passage from their own documentation which stated that the effectiveness of the NDV treatment is greatly enhanced following hyperthermia. She called the doctor and the doc could not explain either why I had not been booked for hyperthermia first.

As a result, my NDV treatment, this time with hyperthermia was moved for the following day. All my appointments were also re-booked for the rest of the week, with local hyperthermia preceding each NDV injection.

The next day things went smoothly. I had a local hyperthermia lasting an hour, followed by the NDV injection. Local hyperthermia was much more pleasant than the whole body I had at Hallwang. Virtually no sensation of heat. The frequencies used by the machine heat up the liver and other internal organs, but leave the skin cool.

The main side effect of NDV is a fever and mild flu like symptoms, but this does not happen for everyone. I myself had no reaction to the NDV that I could notice.

Now to the science. The Newcastle Disease Virus is dangerous to birds and although it can be transmitted, it is harmless in humans. As it turns out however, the virus will selectively infect cancer cells, leaving healthy cells untouched. The virus itself can kill the infected tumour cells. As the virus reproduces inside the cell, eventually the cell bursts, releasing more viruses into the blood stream, killing the cell in the process.

The NDV infection also exposes infected cells to the immune system. Following several shots of NDV, a Dendritic Cell vaccine, primed to recognise NDV infected cells is also injected. The immune system kicks in, seeks out and destroys NDV infected cells.

Unfortunately, as with most immunotherapies, the treatment become less effective with time. This is because the body will develop antibodies to the NDV virus itself.

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Ozone Therapy, Hardcore Style

20130515-132451.jpgToday was a beautiful spring day in Duderstadt. It was warm, sunny and the picturesque streets were bustling with activity. It seemed like the entire town turned out to stroll along the cobbled streets of the historic city centre. I soaked up the sunshine while I could, but that is not what I am here for.

I was booked for two procedures today, starting at 11am. Local hyperthermia and ozone. Hyperthermia was as simple and painless as the day before, but my oh my, the ozone.

I had many ozone infusions before, however this was the first time that my port could not be used. It is still infected and I am still desperately trying to save it. (This blog post may shed some more light on why). So, a cannula into the arm it was to be.

Just to remind everyone, me and needles do not get along. Its some psychological thing that I can’t seem to be able to get passed. As soon as they apply a torniquet and ask me to pump my arm I start to get hot flushes. When the needle goes in, I start to feel faint and if it lasts a long time, I usually start to feel sick….. or worse. If its a picc line or a cannula, I am in trouble and if they miss the vein and have to re-try several times, the odds of me passing out are about 50/50. I don’t mind blood, I don’t mind giving myself injections, or even sticking port needles into my port for do-it-yourself IVs, but when it comes to needles and my veins….. Well I just don’t get it. The bright side is that this made it impossible for me to become a hardcore drug addict in my youth.

Now, the ozone therapy is in a league of its own. The treatment requires about a pint of blood to be drawn first and that takes time. Being asked to pump my arm during the procedure did not go down well either. After enough blood is taken, it is ozonated and put back. To cut a long story short, I was not a happy camper, and came very very close to losing my breakfast.

After the experience I decided that till my port is healed or replaced, no more ozone for me.

Why ozone? Well, the first theory is that cancer hates oxygen and the oxygen super saturated blood makes life difficult for cancer cells. Maybe. The bigger benefit I feel is the impact ozone has on inflammation. Some inflammation is needed for healing and is good, but mostly inflammation helps cancer to proliferate. For this reason I have been getting ozone IVs at every chance.

Time to relax now. May do some shopping and hit the hotel spa and salt room for some meditation a little later. Tomorrow I get Zometa (off-label), a medication typically used to treat bone mets. I’ll explain why next time….

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Gamma Delta T Cells

20130516-111029.jpgGamma Delta T cells are one of the most potent of all the Leukocytes, but they only make up a very small percentage of the white blood cell population. Gamma Delta cells are much more primitive than other white cells, and as a result, are not regulated by T-Reg cells. This is important because T-Reg cells potentiate immune reactions and are believed to play a role in cancer’s ability to thwart the immune system. Gamma Delta T cells are mavericks and this is why they have so much potential as cancer fighters…. when primed. GD T Cells are part of the more primitive innate immune system.

Today I start the first step of Gamma Delta T Cell therapy and will receive Zometa IV for the next two days. Zometa is a drug typically used to treat bone mets. One of its side effects however, is to stimulate Gamma Delta T cells, causing them to multiply.

Two days after Zometa has done its work, a dendritic cell vaccine is administered. The dendritic cells should activate the greatly increased Gamma Delta T cell population, and the battle will begin.

As with most immunotherapies, this treatment also has limited period of efficacy. With repeat use, over time, Zometa will become ineffective.

An alternate version of this therapy is to harvest Gamma Delta cells from a healthy donor. The cells are then cultured in the lab, primed and administered. It is not known which procedure is more effective, as it is all very much experimental, but while I am in Germany, I may as well try both.

The donors for this treatment are usually nurses working at the Duderstadt clinic. There is this healthy looking nurse, well built too, that I have my eye on. Hope its her cells that I get. 🙂 This could be an interesting pick up line. “You look pretty healthy, can I buy you a drink and have your blood?”

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8.6M Dendritic Cells

20130517-162037.jpgToday was a very busy day in Duderstadt. Its the day when the past week’s immunotherapies all came together.

The day started with an IL-2 (Interleukin 2) injection. IL-2 is a cytokine signalling molecule, and its purpose is to further stimulate leucocytes. IL-2 is necessary for growth, proliferation and differentiation of T cells to become ‘effector’ cells. IL-2 is normally produced by T cells during an immune response, but my immune system needs the helping hand.

One hour of local hyperthermia was next on the menu, while getting a Zometa IV (Note: read previous post for description of Zometa and the logic behind using it.) Today they really cranked up the heat and for the first time this week I actually felt the internal warmth. Made me feel like I did not get value for money during the previous three hyperthermia treatments, but that is just the way they do it. Gradual escalation of temperature.

Another shot of Newcastle Disease Virus, and I was almost done.

After lunch I started feeling unusually tired and I almost fell asleep and missed the most important part of this week’s therapy. The dendritic cell vaccine.

Primed dendritic cells activate all the stimulated lymphocytes and gamma delta t-cells. Basically the dendritic cells on their own do very little, they however teach other effector cells to seek out and destroy any cell infected with the NDV virus.

So finally, as the cherry on top, I got an intramuscular injection containing 8.6 million dendritic cells. Now its time for me to rest and let the immune system take over. Fingers crossed.

As a side note, the only downer to the day was my still infected port. Last night I made the decision to lance the port scar using a syringe needle. Bucket load of blood and puss oozed out, and I tried to get out as much as I could. It was just like squeezing a golf ball sized pimple really. A Pretty graphic description, but not far from the truth. Its still not good, but it felt less swollen in the morning and looks a little better now. I have 2 more days of antibiotics left, and that will determine whether the port comes out on Monday. Still, I don’t give up easily and am already hatching a plan B. 🙂

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