Is it time to change the name of this blog? I think it might be a jinx!

I am literally losing track of time. So rather than a detailed timeline I’m just going to explain where we’re at and why.

I am currently in a holding pattern in Boston waiting on an application for expanded access application from the FDA. On Friday the sponsor determined that my platelets did not meet the criteria for the clinical trial (required:50; mine:15). However, they did approve me for compassionate use pending the FDA/IRB approval.

The vast team at Dana Farber including my oncologist, Dr. Munshi, and Dr. Jacob Laubach, principal investigator on the trial have written a protocol for the use of the CAR-T cell therapies already engineered for me.

Timing: The application was sent late afternoon on Friday, now it’s the weekend, and Tuesday is MLK national holiday.

On Friday I received fluids, a unit of blood, and a unit of platelets. Today was an off day. Tomorrow I go for lab work and possibly more blood products. Sunday is also an off day.

Assuming I get approval from the FDA on Tuesday I will be admitted and get the lymphodepletion chemotherapy inpatient as there is concern that my low counts will go even lower.

I’ll update again as soon as I hear from the FDA.

Thanks for all the well wishes and checking in.

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Heather

I never thought I’d be writing a blog, and certainly not one that is all about me, and yet, here I am. For me life has always been interesting, not mundane, not always exciting per se, but hardly ever the norm. When I say “It’s always something…” I don’t hear it as my life is a mess, it;s always something. It’s more of life is challenging and evolving and messy and inspiring and wondrous, it’s always something. I grew up in suburbia, buy my grandfather was the head of the Communist Party in the U.S. I was raised keeping that a secret, so that was something. I am tall, always have been, really tall (6’1″), I was taller than every human being in my elementary school when I was in 6th grade, that is still something. My parents divorced in my teens. I got a full basketball scholarship to Duke University. I married my high school basketball coach, 18 years my senior. I raised a stepson. I had two amazing kids of my own. We had a multicultural household, secular christian (I guess that’s what I would call it, you know Santa and the Easter Bunny) and Judaism, I used to say if it was a holiday – we celebrated it! We were uber involved in our community, mostly through youth athletics, coaching, managing and spectating. Our kids grew up, I started a photography business on the side (I hope to share some photos here) and we planned to travel a bit together, went to Portugal for our 25th anniversary and then my husband was diagnosed with stage 4 prostate cancer, initially they gave him 5 years, but he only survived for a little over two. I was going to say lived, but really, it was more like surviving. That, indeed, was something. I became a widow at 49. It was the worst thing that ever happened to me. But, then it was something in another way. I relearned who I was. You don’t realize how much of you becomes a combination of you and another person in a relationship. And not in a bad way, it is essential, and you don’t lose yourself, you just evolve. And I found myself suddenly alone, and learning about myself and who I had become over the years, what was just me, and what was part of who we were together. Which in retrospect, was probably hardest on those around me who had gotten used to the old me, or never even knew the original me. A year later I found love again. Sold my home of 31 years and moved closer to work. I became more fit, ate more healthfully and was amazed that I could be happy, truly happy, in the wake, no not wake, but the shadow of such profound grief. And that is truly something, something amazing and unexpected. And then, through some routine blood work in April 2014, and a visit to a hematologist and bone marrow biopsy in May, I was diagnosed with multiple myeloma. And so, yes, for me right now it’s multiple myeloma, but that is not all, there are still highs and joys, and the mundane and the rest, but something like cancer does cast a pretty long shadow.

7 thoughts on “Is it time to change the name of this blog? I think it might be a jinx!”

  1. Hey buddy~
    To say the least, you must be super frustrated. Keep persevering as you always have through struggles, although easier said than done. I’m praying you receive the necessary approval to proceed with the protocol! Stay strong and sending lots of love & prayers!!
    Xo
    Laura

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  2. Hi Heather, We follow your updates with loving concern; you’re our family. Keep going girl! We’ll be checking in with Scot and expect a good result. Your old Smith family,Nancy & RodSent from my Verizon, Samsung Galaxy smartphone

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  3. Hi Heather, so sorry for the ups and downs. Hope you hear from the FDA soon. Sending you many hugs from me and Skye the wonder dog. Smooches Denise

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  4. Heather,
    A rough road for you right now. Hang tight and tie a knot. You are stronger than you know. Thanks for updating. Sending prayers and a hug, too.
    Ann Marie

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