December 10, 2007 - Stage 2 ampullary carcinoma. The tumor had eaten into three of the five layers of the duodenum. No spread to nodes.
59 years old at the time and extremely active. Pyloric-saving whipple. 10 days in the hospital. Re-entered the hopital two days later as I had stomach paresis. An enormous bout of vomit dehydrated me, but ended the paresis, which was the lowest point in the whipple experience.
Five or six weeks of gemsar, followed by six weeks of xeloda and radiation. I exercised at least once a week throughout the chemo and radiation therapy. Three kilometers on cross country skis on Fridays was like enduring a four hour marathon.
The only residual internal effect of the odyssey is intestinal pain and discomfort, if I don't remember to take my daily prilosec (omeprazole at COSTCO). A wise recommendation from my radiation oncologist.
Today, the Livestrong wristband is the only outward sign that I have some link to cancer. I don't cross country ski as fast as I used to. The skiers who used to beat me, still do, only by more now.
And, I can't ride my bike on my four hour weekend routes with the prior times. But, I am still athletic. My spouse and I are planning to ride the Pilgrimage of Santiago this coming Spring.
If you are an ampullary carcinoma survivor, you can be atheletic to the end, which hopefully will be 30 to 40 years from now for all of us in my age bracket.