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Just One of Many Thousands …or, Shannon Doherty, Your Breast Cancer Story Is Not My Cancer Story

As regular readers know, I was diagnosed with breast cancer this past May and had taken a sabbatical from posting during surgery recovery. As this particular cancer journey has progressed, I have become increasingly aware of how much misinformation and stereotypes there are regarding breast cancer and the significant role social media and the media in general plays in hyping up fear. I see the fear flicker across women’s faces when I tell them of my diagnosis or hear the actual gasps and condolences they offer me. The words “breast cancer” strikes terror in the hearts of many. When I inform someone of my cancer diagnosis, I find myself needing to immediately qualify it by adding that it was caught very early and my prognosis is “exceptional”.

“Cancer has a language problem–not just in the way we speak about it, as a war that drafts soldiers who never signed up for it, who do battle and win, or do battle and lose. There’s also the problem of the word itself. A 57-year-old woman with low-grade DCIS that will almost certainly never become invasive hears the same word as the 34-year-old woman who has metastatic malignancies that will kill her. That’s confusing to patients conditioned to treat every cancer diagnosis as an emergency, in a world that still reacts to cancer as though it’s the beginning of the end and in a culture where we don’t talk about death until we have to.”   Siobhan O’Connor, Time Magazine

One factor that has contributed to this “cancer language problem” is the media saturation of stories of women with stage 3 and stage 4 breast cancer such as actress Shannon Doherty which leaves the impression that the typical breast cancer patient is in dire straits. During Breast Cancer Awareness Month, also known as “Pinktober”, the media highlights cancer patient stories, mostly focusing on the worst case scenarios. While I am not famous on the scale of a celebrity actress, my attorney claims I am a semi-public figure, and therefore I wanted to put my story out there as an example of the many tens of thousands of women who are diagnosed with breast cancer, get treatment, recover and move on with their lives leaving cancer behind them. There are many thousands more of us than the celebrity cancer victims.

The other significant factor in promoting this cancer language problem is the abundance of memes presented as fact that are, at best, well-intentioned misinformation, and at worst, purposely using fear as the catalyst for fundraising.  More on this later.

So, are the Shannon Dohertys really the only face of breast cancer? I don’t think so. This year, an estimated 252,710 women in the United States will be diagnosed with invasive breast cancer, and an additional 63,410 women will be diagnosed with in situ breast cancer. If the cancer is located only in the breast (an early stage of cancer), the 5-year relative survival rate of people with breast cancer is 99%. Sixty-one percent (61%) of cases are diagnosed at this stage. That’s nearly 190,000 women who will hear the terrifying news that they have breast cancer yet their prognosis is outstanding.  The truly amazing news is that overall breast cancer death rates have decreased 36% from 1989 to 2012, after slowly increasing (0.4% per year) since 1975 and continues to decrease by about 1% every year.

Mammograms Matter

And what is powering the increase in survival rates?  Mammography.  A recent study by researchers from the University of Michigan explored the question of whether mammography makes a difference in survival rates.   The researchers found that since mammography was introduced, there has been an overall 9% decrease in invasive breast cancer diagnoses . This decrease has been offset by an increase in diagnoses of DCIS (ductal carcinoma in situ), which isn’t invasive.  This means mammograms are finding more breast cancers early, when they may be less complicated to treat.   This conclusion was supported by a study conducted by a team of researchers at the Erasmus University Medical Center in the Netherlands who studied every breast cancer case registered in the country from 1999-2012 —nearly 174,000 cases.  Before 2006, the breast cancer survival rate was 91 percent. After 2006, it was 96 percent, they reported in the British Medical Journal.  Women survived longer after 2006 because the tumors were smaller when they were removed and less likely to have spread, they reported.   “Diagnosis of breast cancer at an early tumor stage remains vital,” they concluded.  Mammography has helped reduce breast cancer mortality in the U.S. by nearly 40% since 1990.

My final staging was pT1Mic meaning I had what is called a “microinvasion” of invasive breast cancer measuring half a millimeter amid a larger segment of Ductal Carcinoma In Situ (DCIS) cancer.  If I had had pure DCIS, I would have been staged at Stage 0 but that tiny speck of invasive cancer put me “barely out of Stage 0” as my surgeon said. The detection of so small a cancer is due to 3D digital mammography and the fact that I have had an annual mammogram for years which formed a baseline image that made detecting the tiny difference easier. Actress Christina Applegate champions the cause of women getting annual mammograms after her own diagnosis of breast cancer which was also discovered at a very early stage during a routine mammogram.

Delving into the online stories of women with metastatic breast cancer, I found too many instances of a lack of annual mammograms prior to their diagnosis of metastatic cancer. Shannon Doherty did not have any breast cancer screening tests for the four years prior to her diagnosis.  Digging further, I found a few authors of popular breast cancer blogs whose cancer was metastatic who had also not availed themselves of annual mammograms.    This may sound like victim blaming but, for me, I have nothing but sad pity for their plight.   My cousin’s best friend died of metastatic breast cancer one month after diagnosis after spending years refusing to have a mammogram.   Even for women 50+, skipping a mammogram every other year could miss up to 30% of cancers. The absence of breast cancer screenings due to it being an inconvenience, or that it hurts, or fear of finding cancer or a belief that mammograms are unnecessary are all personal life choices women have made but I wonder to what extent regret factors in when those choices backfire.  It’s pointless, and indeed cruel, to cast blame on past decisions that cannot be changed in the here and now.  There are women who still receive a diagnosis of advanced stage breast cancer despite doing everything right and having had an annual mammogram because breast cancer is a capricious disease.   The reality is that an annual mammogram is a tool that is far more likely to detect cancer at an early stage and it’s sad when women decline the opportunity to use a tool that could prevent a lot of heart ache, fear and pain.   GET A MAMMOGRAM, LADIES!

Dr. Google Is Probably Not Your Friend

The most difficult aspect of receiving an initial diagnosis of breast cancer is the waiting for all the pieces of the puzzle to fall into place so that you know exactly what kind of cancer you have, what the staging is and what treatment options are. For a data junkie like me, this waiting was excruciating. I wanted information NOW and sometimes looked to Dr. Google for answers. The problem with Dr. Google is that the stories of other victims are not *my* story and it was too tempting to borrow trouble, and in some cases, borrowing grief, from other people’s experiences. I think that is the danger of media stories of actresses fighting for their lives, i.e. the temptation is strong to think their story will be your cancer story.  Julia-Louis Dreyfus’ recent press release announcing her diagnosis of breast cancer frustrates me because she declined to reveal the severity of the cancer and as expected, the media reported it with all the drama it could muster about her “battle against cancer” thus promoting fear. But Dreyfus’ cancer story may not be your cancer story.

Online forums populated by breast cancer victims could have the potential to be helpful but I found them to be unproductive in large part because of the self-selecting nature of those who frequently post.   One long time poster in a popular breast cancer web site community forum made the observation several years ago that the people most likely to post to the forums are 1.) Newly diagnosed people who are rather hyped up and poorly informed; 2) People with emotional issues related to being diagnosed with cancer ; 3) Trolls who fake breast cancer and whose stories on the forum terrify women; and 4.) A few  “angels”, i.e. people who are credible, post constructively.   It took time to discern who the “angels” were amidst the chaos of emotions and factual inaccuracies people reported and I only found three people I could trust.   And yes, there are evil trolls who thrill at spreading terror in a forum by fabricating the worst possible case.  Googling “breast cancer scam” reveals that this is a not uncommon fraud women have done to financially exploit the compassionate.

In fact, no one I personally knew in real life with breast cancer had ever read an online forum nor ever posted to an online forum about their breast cancer.   I searched but I could never find a blog dedicated to having a stage 0 or stage 1 cancer diagnosis.  The reality is that many tens of thousands of women are diagnosed with an early stage of breast cancer,  get treatment that is rather typical and uneventful, and come through it just fine to then move on with their lives not looking backward and having never told their tales online.  Patients like me do not invest considerable time writing a dedicated blog week after week, for years, about their experiences with cancer.

Radiating Confidence

Forums are a self selecting population of patients who seek out this medium to express themselves, often presenting the worst cases that are not typical.  There were several times I’d get frightened by something I read in a forum, ask one of my oncology team doctors about it only to be told, “In 20 years of practice I’ve never seen that/only saw it once.  And stop reading those forums, Jeanne!”.   One particular example was breast cancer radiation therapy threads on forums wherein posters described all kinds of problems they had from radiation.  You’d think, reading the threads, that nearly all women undergoing radiation therapy have these heinous problems but the reality was much different.  None of my acquaintances who had breast cancer reported those problems and my own experience was rather mundane and easy despite my anxiety that had been fueled by reading too many breast cancer forum posts.    In a study published online in CANCER, a peer-reviewed journal of the American Cancer Society, most patients agreed that their initial negative impressions about radiation were unfounded.  The study revealed that 93 percent of breast conservation patients and 81 percent of mastectomy patients agreed with the statement “If future patients knew the real truth about radiation therapy, they would be less scared about treatment.”

Because my breast cancer had not moved into the lymph nodes, I did not need chemotherapy but I did choose to undergo adjuvant radiation therapy that has been documented with numerous science-based research to reduce the risk of recurrence by 50%.    Body position while going through breast cancer radiation treatment matters. Nearly all women undergo breast radiation therapy lying on their back.  I was offered the opportunity to do radiation lying on my stomach in a prone position.  Recent studies show that this new approach reduces the amount of lung and heart tissue affected by radiation therapy by 90 percent and I eagerly choose to do radiation in that prone position.  I had the expected “sunburn”, parts of my skin peeled like a sunburn but I had no fatigue and no issues with lungs. Those horror stories of bad radiation were not my cancer story nor, it seems, for the majority of patients.

Are 30% Of All Breast Cancer Patients Destined To Die?  

The most damaging piece of misinformation that I routinely saw bandied about on blogs, forums, news articles and even a few research articles was the alleged data fact that “30 -40% of women with breast cancer have a recurrence which typically leads to death”.   Most metastatic breast cancer support groups use this statistic, often repeatedly stated in their videos, to lobby for increasing research funding into metastatic breast cancer.

The problem? There is no science-based evidence of this statistic being true.

Blogger Ann Silberman, who has Stage 4 metastatic breast cancer, spent 7 months researching the origin of the “30% metastatic recurrence rate” meme. Her conclusion was that there was no citation nor study which substantiated the statistic.  You can read her detailed research HERE.   Nick Mulcahy, in an August 2015 article titled “The Mystery of a Common Breast Cancer Statistic” for Medscape.com, concurred with Ann Silberman stating, “A commonly cited breast cancer statistic — that 30% of all early-stage breast cancers will progress, despite treatment, to deadly metastatic disease — appears to have no strong contemporary evidence to back it up.”

I don’t think it helps our cause as advocates for women with metastatic cancer to repeat misinformation. I also think that certain groups (K*ough*omen) deliberately misuse statistics for their own purposes, stats that were never meant to be used the way they are and which are now misunderstood by everybody.  Ann Silberman

I can’t begin to tell you how much anxiety this statistic caused me when I first encountered it.   My very sweet, compassionate and exceptionally experienced radiation oncologist shot that one down quickly and then proceeded to tell me a story.  “I fell asleep the other night watching a PBS show about singing baboons (it was actually gibbons, Dr. J) in a jungle in Pakistan.  I think you need to watch more singing monkeys than reading stuff online.”   In other words, get on with your life, Jeanne, it’s going to be OK.  And Dr. J was right,  the rate of recurrence in 10 years is between 2 to 15 % depending on tumor size and what subtype (hormone receptor status and HER2) the cancer is, according to recent research.   My cancer was triple positive, i.e. estrogen and progesterone receptor positive and HER2+, which the data shows having a 2.2% recurrence rate in 5 years which is the time interval during which most recurrences are most likely to happen.  But also because my tumor was so tiny, my risk of it metastasizing was “vanishing miniscule” according to three of my oncology doctors.    An extensive study of 10,000 women that was recently published in early 2017 indicated that women older than 50 years who are diagnosed with DCIS (stage 0) are more likely to be alive 10 years after their diagnosis than women in the general population.  Another study of over 100,000 women diagnosed with DCIS had a low rate of breast cancer death (3.3%) at 20 years among women in the study.

There are cancer victims who do have a 30%+ rate of recurrence but they have an aggressive and rare type of cancer known as Inflammatory Breast Cancer or were diagnosed at Stage 3B. Remember, 61% of all women diagnosed each year with breast cancer are diagnosed with an early stage cancer and their prognosis will be “excellent”.  Even more women are diagnosed with Stage 2 and early stage 3 and still their prognosis is good.  The scary numbers of “30-40% recurrence leading to death” is not their cancer story.

Whether reading a forum, or a news article, or some social media thread, you should always ascertain what the cancer victim’s “story” is, i.e. what stage, tumor size, and type of cancer it is, and what treatments they had.   It’s fairly easy to get scared reading these stories until you realize that their cancer is far more advanced/larger/spread to lymph nodes or organs than yours or that they opted to not treat their cancer with conventional medicine whereas you did.

Taking My Lumps And Leaving It

One thing I was completely unprepared for was the strong advocacy of some women for total mastectomy as opposed to a breast conserving lumpectomy which I believe is largely fueled by the news media presenting stories of celebrities opting for radical mastectomies as if this was the only option or the belief that removing the breast completely eliminates all potential for breast cancer.  My oncology surgeon’s recommendation of a lumpectomy is based on 15 years of conclusive research data that the survival rates for total mastectomy versus lumpectomy with adjuvant radiation therapy were identical. There is no survival advantage to a radical mastectomy for my type of cancer. I did not expect to have to defend my decision to follow my surgeon’s experienced opinion for what was best for me but it appears I am not the only person to have experienced this peer pressure.  One should presume that a woman has counseled with her surgeon as to the options and then made a well-informed choice of treatment for herself rather than presuming she’s ignorant and you need to be the one who enlightens her.

 

It’s Science-Based Medicine All The Way For the Win

This past May, just weeks before I would be diagnosed with breast cancer, I published a blog post entitled “Etiquette of Cancer: Keep Your Quack Cures To Yourself” in which I detailed the ridiculous and offensive pressure I had received during a prior experience with cancer to cure it with unproven, even dangerous remedies. Hoo, boy, breast cancer brought out the worst of these people. I was advised to eat nano colloidal silver to cure my cancer; to not trust my doctors at all; that my cancer was due to my body being acidic and therefore I needed to eat alkaline foods; and the worst were the people who believed my cancer was caused by a bad diet and therefore I could cure it with diet alone.   The latter strongly emphasizes that “you caused your cancer, you can cure it”.  There is an alarming and disheartening trend to convince breast cancer patients to NOT have surgery but to cure it with any number of utterly quack remedies. I got sent URLs to videos of women claiming to have cured their breast cancer with coffee enemas, rubbing urine on their breasts, drinking 6 veggie smoothies a day and consuming a mini mountain of supplements daily.   Umm, no, thanks.  Given that recent studies document that cancer patients who choose alternative medicine are 50% more likely to die from their cancer than those who chose conventional treatment, I consider the promotion of unproven treatments on people in a vulnerable state to be deceptive and evil.  Mind your own business and don’t offer any opinions or suggestions about treatment unless we ask you for them.

One author of a blog dedicated to her battle against metastatic breast cancer died of the disease.  That alone can cause the anxiety levels in me to shoot up…that is until I went searching for the details of her cancer and how she treated it.   To do so requires looking at the “About” link or searching through very early blog posts.  I found that this late author has chosen to treat her high grade, aggressive breast cancer with alternative medicine.  Her cancer story is definitely not my cancer story at all.

So, the purpose of this post was to, hopefully, to change the “cancer language problem”, mitigate some of the misinformation and stereotypes about breast cancer and to give people hope that a diagnosis of breast cancer, especially caught early, is not an automatic death sentence.  If you are one of the tens of thousands of women diagnosed with an early stage of breast cancer (as defined as being limited to your breast) each year, you are in the majority (at least 61%) of women diagnosed and your prognosis for a good, long life is very good.   The celebrity cancer stories are not your cancer story.

Get an annual mammogram.
Hire the best doctors you can find (I love mine!)
Trust your oncology team of doctors if you do get cancer.
Be careful how much you read online and engage your critical thinking skills if something online scares you.
Wearing pink is optional (I don’t).

 

 

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Etiquette of Cancer: Keep Your Quack Cancer Cures To Yourself

Last week an author I follow announced on his Facebook page that a recent scan indicated that the radiation treatment he had undergone for stomach cancer has not been effective and the cancer had spread to his lymph nodes.  Almost immediately people began to comment offering a wide variety of alternative medical cures this author should have done or try.   It was utterly predictable.  How do I know?  Because I experienced the exact same thing.

In September 2009 I was diagnosed with malignant melanoma of a significant depth that increased the odds that it had metastasized to my lymph nodes so I had a 5 hour long sentinel lymph node biopsy.  Three years later I was diagnosed with uterine cancer and had a hysterectomy.   In both cases the cancer was detected early enough that no further treatment other than surgical removal was necessary. While my doctors , nurses and hospital staff prepared me for the realities of surgery, nothing prepared me for the harsh realities of being a cancer patient.

No one warns you that, if you get cancer, a friend  and even a family member may abandon you out of fear of their own mortality or simply a selfish need to not be in close contact with someone who triggers painful memories.  In the season of life when you most need support from people you would rightly assume would provide it, you discover that these few individuals have distanced themselves from you.  The relationship you thought you had been building for years turned out to not able to survive your cancer crisis.  The good side, at least for me, was that a few casual acquaintances stepped up and came along side of me offering encouragement and prayers, if only for a season.  I still tear up in gratitude when I recall their kindnesses.

But far more prevalent are the people who, unsolicited, offer you advice on how you should be treating your cancer.  First it was too much sugar, followed by exhortations to not eat “white foods” or that my body was too acidic and I needed to make it more alkaline.  One Ob/Gyn doctor I saw reduced me to sobs in his office by stating emphatically that my cancer was due to my lifelong consumption of animal fats.  Had I tried Kangan Water?  An all raw vegetable diet?  Did I know all fruit was cancer causing? I’ve had people tell me how they would have self treated my types of cancer despite the fact that surgery saved my life. The worst was the referrals to the Truth About Cancer series.  Several times a year I received invitations to watch the series by friends who believed I would somehow benefit from completely disregarding my doctor’s treatment plan and learning the truth from a biased man who has no education, career or research credentials in medicine at all.

There was a dawning realization of how much victim blaming is at the core of this advice.   You wouldn’t have gotten cancer is you had not eaten sugar/meat/processed foods/starchy foods/etc.  You wouldn’t have gotten cancer at all if you had been drinking this special water or only organic vegetables.   And if cancer comes back, it’s because chemo will kill you and you chose to get it.  Everything about your cancer is your fault and while that may be true of some cancers due to exposure to asbestos or smoking, 2/3rds of cancer is genetic luck of the draw.  And even if true, no one needs to hear that while struggling with a possible life-and-death crisis.

Being a fact checking person, I did research many of these suggestions but what I kept discovering just how lacking in peer reviewed science these supposed cures were.  There was an emerging pattern of “experts” who had no experience what so ever in the field of cancer research, some were outright quacks and con artists.  I followed research citations to their original sources only to discover fraudulent manipulation or outright lying about the data.  There was a lot of fear mongering and victim blaming associated with these alternative medical treatments.  No one warns you what happens when you reject people’s beliefs about the causes and cures of cancer.   I’ve been asked, “How much are you being paid?,” implying I was a paid shill for Big Pharma. I rejected the conspiracy theories that the pharmaceutical industry knows the cure to cancer but is hiding it in order to make more money on chemo, radiation, etc. and that made me a stooge of the evil Big Pharma.   To believe that tens of thousands of people employed in the pharmaceutical industry will die their own deaths from cancer or watch beloved family members die of cancer simply to protect the ability to make an unholy profit from toxic cancer drugs says far more about the people who believe this garbage than the alleged conspirators.  But say that and someone will advise you to “get out of the Matrix”.

I am not alone in my observations.  Steven Thrasher, in a recent article for The Guardian titled “Don’t tell cancer patients what they could be doing to cure themselves”, wrote that he had, “.. been hearing from friends with cancer and other serious illnesses that they are overwhelmed when concerned people lob suggestions at them for homeopathic remedies they ‘should’ be doing.”    Like Steven, I no longer believe people have good intentions of trying to be helpful when they suggest these remedies.  Steven considers it “an act of violence every time someone suggests a simplistic, unproven and fantastic cure for another’s cancer.”   Harsh phraseology but probably accurate when one considers that encouraging people to reject their doctors’ medical expertise and treatment plan can lead to death.   My oncologist once told me that if HIPAA hadn’t prevented him, he could introduce me to patients of his who eschewed conventional, proven treatment for their cancer, sought alternative medical interventions,  bankrupted their families and returned to him with the cancer so advanced that it was beyond treatment. All he could offer was palliative care.   My cousin Larry dismissed his doctor’s plan for his very treatable prostate cancer and instead believed his chiropractor’s use of supplements, organic vegetarian diet and spine manipulations would cure him.  Larry passed away December 8, 2005.

 

The Inconvenienced Doctor (Who Would Want To Be Friends With A Guy Like Him?)

This happened a few weeks ago, but I still get upset thinking about it. My sister suffers from Cystic Fibrosis, coupled with severe rheumatism, and has been retired for many years now due to her poor health. It is important to my story to emphasize that my sister is a real trooper, probably the toughest person I know. Despite all her pain and countless afflictions, she doesn’t complain and is rather focused on being there for others. I love this about her, but it can be problematic at times when she fails to be honest about how she feels so as to not cause any inconvenience for people.

Like many people with Cystic Fibrosis, she’s been having problems with coughing up blood due to perforations in her lungs. The rule of thumb is to observe the course of the bleeding for a couple of days and, if it persists or is abnormally strong, go to the emergency room since there could be a rupture, for example. Several times I’ve urged her to go to a clinic and have it checked out when it would not subside, so have other family members and friends. But, as mentioned before, she doesn’t want to be trouble, so she would always wave it off and deal with it.

This time, however, the bleeding went on for over a week and got heavier by the day, so FINALLY she got worried and decided to go to her local clinic and have it checked out. It was a Friday afternoon, and the reception she received there was icy. She had to wait for a long time, even though there wasn’t really anyone else there from what I understood, but she didn’t mind. When the doctor finally came, he made it a point to show her how annoyed he was by her presence. She was, as he admitted, his first ever patient with Cystic Fibrosis, and he told her point blank that there was nothing he could do for her, as he had no idea how to treat such bleeding. So he asked her why she had even bothered coming (the next CF clinic is 2 hours away by train). And then he added: “And just a little advice for the future: you don’t make friends here when you decide to show up on a Friday afternoon”, and sent her home.

She ended up laughing about the remark, but also felt guilty for going. I tried to convince her to report this clown, but she would not want to get him into trouble. I’m so angry at how unprofessional he was. From now on, my sister will even be more reluctant to seek help in dangerous situations.   1116-16

I try to not inconvenience people either but there is a line in the sand beyond which I will not go.   It is not being unreasonable to expect a clinic and its doctor to treat patients with professionalism and courtesy without any attending guilt trips.

So he doesn’t know how to treat your sister’s condition. That calls for a referral to a doctor who does so the response should have been,  “So, please me refer me, Dr. Rudy, to a doctor who would know how to treat my problem.”

As for the “advice” that your sister would not be making friends with the clinic staff for committing the heinous act of actually showing up during working hours at the clinic,  to me that sounds like a subtle threat of not receiving proper care for having the audacity to crimp the staff’s expectations of an easy Friday afternoon of work.   It’s “advice” that should be reported to supervisors/bosses since it represents a serious flaw in the staff’s attitudes that threatens to undermine the success of that clinic.   I can bet your sister is not the first person to hear such “advice” from this lousy excuse of a doctor and he needs to find a new profession.

Physical Therapy Etiquette Shouldn’t Tie You Into Knots (or “How To Love Your PT”)

As my long time readers know,  I occasionally use the Ehell blog as a platform for public service announcements based upon my own experiences.   May is EHell’s own Melanoma Awareness Month after I had been diagnosed with malignant melanoma and underwent a 4 hour operation and biopsy (all clear!) seven years ago.  February is the month for Ehell’s Gynecology Cancer Awareness instituted after I had a hysterectomy 3 years ago to treat uterine cancer.  (My oncologist said if one has to get cancer, mine was the “best”, i.e. least aggressive, slow growing and I did not need radiation or chemo.  Ask me about the Da Vinci surgery robot! It’s awesome!)   I have been gratified and thrilled when readers have privately messaged me to report that, based on those PSA posts, they saw their doctors and discovered skin cancer early enough to treat successfully or had pelvic exams/PAPs and caught a cancer early.  *That* is what makes publishing a blog so worthwhile.

October is National Physical Therapy Month and we are celebrating it here on Ehell because I’ve been in Physical Therapy since July of this year for first a shoulder problem I had put off for months and then as fate would have it, I injured my already compromised pelvis and started PT for that.  I retired from wedding planning about 7 years ago in large part because my lifelong problems with my hips were worsening and I just couldn’t physically do the standing and walking needed throughout the wedding day any more.    So I started PT on my hips with a great deal of trepidation and fear of those big spasms I knew I could experience.

I bring a blue hand towel (affectionately known as “Old Blue”)  with me to PT sessions which I use to cover my face and head during the TENS/Stim and heat pad segments, the better to hide tears of frustration sometimes.  But my PT Guys have consistently been positive and encouraging because they have a long term perspective and confidence in physical therapy’s evidence based treatment modalities.  I’ve peeked out from under Old Blue, with tears glistening in my eyes from a tough PT session, to see a PT Guy squatting by my table telling me I am not going backwards, that all of this is normal and expected.  RAH!  RAH! Cheer me on, PT Guy!   And sure enough, after over 18 months of near constant pain and spasms in the left hip, that all ended within weeks of starting therapy.   It’s a freaking miracle!   I began to refer to my left hip by its new name, “Maximus, The Gladiator Glute”.    The right hip is my problem child taking a lot longer to decide that spasm tantrums are not the road to happiness before we could progress to improving strength.   It would not be an exaggeration to say that physical therapy changed my life in a way I did not realize could happen.   Thanks, PT Guys!

Lest anyone think that all my PT sessions are characterized by crying, twitching and pain, there has been a lot of joking going on, too.   I try my darnedest to get the office receptionist and the PT Guys to laugh and I usually succeed.  Look forward to a future Feel Good Friday where I reveal my ongoing “behind the scenes” running joke with the PT Guys.

Physical Therapy is unlike most medical professions in that the patient and therapist spend a considerable amount of time interacting with each other.  I’ve spent far more hours in hands-on therapy with the PT Guys than all my oncologists, allergy nurses and PAs combined.   So, it stands to reason that with that much interaction going on, there should be etiquette guidelines to frame expectations and how to relate as patient to medical professional.   And thus I present Ehell’s…

Physical Therapy Etiquette

1. Physical therapists are medical professionals.  Doctors of Physical Therapy attend 3 years of postgraduate studies to acquire that degree, must pass licensing exams, and adhere to strict ethical and board standards.   They are not massage therapists, fitness trainers, or masseuses so don’t call them that.  Ever.   “Masseuse”, in particular, can having an icky connotation so don’t go there.

2. Do your homework.  I think some patients have an unrealistic expectation that going to PT once or twice a week will miraculously cure them of what ails them with no expenditure of their own effort towards their recovery.   PT is a therapeutic alliance between the patient and the therapist where the maximum benefit is achieved when both parties do their best job. When only one part of that equation is working,  results will be mixed at best.   Don’t lie to your therapist claiming you did your home exercises and stretches because while your lips are telling fibs, your pathetic muscles are telling a different tale and therapists have an uncanny ability to hear your muscles’ whispers of woe.

3. Watch those boundaries!   Because there is more time for talking during multiple sessions, there can be a temptation to cross verbal boundaries both intentionally and unintentionally.  There are social and personal boundaries your therapist may not want to cross.   I try to pay attention to what the therapist is NOT saying and use that as a guide as what areas of conversation I should avoid. For example,  your therapist may refer to his/her spouse and children but if he/she never mentions their names, don’t ask for those names.   If your physical therapist brings up a topic of conversation, it can be safely assumed that you can enter the conversation, too.   I try to avoid contentious topics such as politics solely out of self preservation.  Topics like that make me tense which seems to defeat the purpose of being there.  When in doubt, ask.   Unsure as to whether giving a small Christmas gift (a book) to both therapists’ small children was appropriate, I asked the office secretary for guidance.

I am a gregarious extrovert and I have no problem talking with complete strangers. As the proverb says, “In an abundance of words, sin abounds”, and the more one talks, the odds of saying something really stupid increases.   And trust me,  I can definitely say stupid things quite innocently and then realize later that what I said wasn’t the best choice of words.   Fortunately my Dr. PT Guy is exceptionally adept at diverting the conversation to new topics, a conversational skill Ehellions know and refer to as “beandipping”*.   He does it so seamlessly that I often don’t realize he’s masterfully changed the subject.    Dang, he’s good at it.

And it should go without saying that sexual innuendos and references to sex are completely off limits.  Yes, I know we live in a hyper-sexualized culture where even dog food, adult incontinence pads and Chlorox are advertised on TV using sex and you have to cover your children’s ears during the evening news on the latest political drama.   But suggestive comments, deliberate innuendos and any sex talk is a major disservice to your physical therapist who is bound by state and board ethics standards.   Don’t  lead your therapist into temptation by doing or saying anything that could make them feel instantly awkward around you and potentially damage his or her career.

4. Put the cell phone cell/camera away. Some clinics have very explicit directions to put away the cell phone and strict prohibitions against cameras in order to protect the HIPAA privacy of other clients. It makes sense that if you, as the patient, are to devote your attention to following your therapist’s directions, you need to not be distracted with looking at a cell phone or taking phone calls. Your scheduled appointment time will likely be paced to include any number of modality treatments and if you are delaying that by talking on the phone or looking at some text, you will not benefit as fully from PT and you risk running over into someone else’s time.

The camera thingy should be common sense but no, some things are not always obvious. During PT for a shoulder issue, I wanted to take a photo of a pulley system I had been using so that my husband could see it and make one for me. Another patient was using the piece of equipment and while I knew enough of privacy to not take a photo of the patient, neither the physical therapist nor the patient were privy to my understanding or intentions. My physical therapists are great guys but none of them possess the talent to read minds despite their uncanny ability to know when you did not do your home exercises.   All my physical therapist could see was me preparing my iPhone to take a photo so he calmly and quietly asked me to not take that photo. I was baffled because I was intending to only take a photo of the equipment and queried him further, “Why?”  He replied, “It’s a HIPAA issue.” I was still confused…how can it be a HIPAA issue to take a picture of a piece of machinery? Is this a guy joke? I remember scanning his face to see if there was any indication that he was pulling my leg. He does have a very dry sense of humor. What seemed like seconds ticked by while I tried to read his face and mentally sort out my own confusion. Finally the corner of his mouth went up in a small smile which I interpreted to mean “Please” and I nodded “yes” slightly to convey that I understood him and I put my iPhone away.

It was only later that the full ramifications of what I had done hit me. I had placed my PT Guy in an awkward position where he was compelled to protect another patient and had I been obtuse and continued with my goal the situation could have escalated to at least one of us being unhappy. None of us is entitled to make other people’s lives more complicated or difficult.

5.  Clean thyself.   That means come to physical therapy having showered before and wearing clean clothes.   I added this “rule” at the recommendation of several Ehell readers who apparently experienced patients in states of varying degrees of uncleanliness.   I’m sure, as medical professionals, physical therapists have seen, touched and smelled it all but, please, don’t inflict more of that on your hapless therapist.

6.  Give your therapist the benefit of the doubt.  Not every protocol or modality works with every patient and since your body is different than everyone else’s,  your therapist may have to try different approaches to find the right treatment that fits your needs.  Early on in my therapy on the hip, PT Guy tried a common massage technique of pressure and release which, under usual circumstances, disrupts muscle spasms. It had the opposite effect on me and within seconds things went from ouchy to epic miserableness.   I couldn’t see his face but I imagine his reaction was, “Holy CRAP!  What just happened?!  Gotta fix this!”   I could have hobbled out of that clinic that day believing more harm than good had been done and itching to write a scathing online review but I trusted the long term vision, trusted in the PT Guys’ belief of a positive eventual outcome and stuck with it. Best decision ever.

6. Say “Thank you.”   My PT Guys have a strong desire to see people get better and I appreciate that level of career dedication.  Sometimes a PT session isn’t as fun as everyone would like but say “Thank you” anyway.   If someone is changing your life to be better, expressions of gratitude confirm to them that at least one patient acknowledges the work they do. Having an attitude of gratitude makes you a happier person, too!

*”Beandipping” refers to the conversational tactic of changing the topic of discussion by redirecting people’s attention to talking about something entirely different.  The classic Ehell example of beandipping is being at a party and someone asking an impertinent, invasive question or strays into a topic you would rather not engage in and you respond saying, “Have you tried the bean dip?  It’s especially delicious.  Emma made it and her dips are always so tasty.”

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Drained Of Professional Courtesy

This just happened…

I had surgery 3 weeks ago and ended up with a drain being put in. All has been going pretty well, I have NEVER called the doctor’s office with any problems.

Today I was hurting at the drain site. I figured the bandage had slipped and my husband could fix it when I got home this evening. I was surprised when he said it was fine and my wound did not look infected or anything. It continued to hurt. I called the urgent care associated with our insurance but they were closed. I called the surgeon’s office as I was starting to get scared.

The answering service got the doctor that was on call tonight on the line (he was not my surgeon). The man got on the phone and as I started to explain what was going on he interrupted me, and in a very annoyed voice goes, “Why are you calling me at this hour?” (It was 10:30 PM) I told him not to worry himself about it and hung up on him.   0907-16

I think sometimes medical professionals forget that what is completely normal and routine for them is not routine for the rest of us.   It’s not as if the OP has surgery every month and is familiar with how a surgery drain works whereas the surgeons see this all the time and are not concerned.   This creates a communication gap at times where the patient has anxiety but the medical professional doesn’t understand or acknowledge why the patient has concerns.

The patient’s side of this interaction does come with some reciprocal obligations, too.   OP, if the pain started earlier in the day, you probably should have called earlier rather than waiting to get home in the evening.   Pain scales from 1 to 10 are subjective and personal but for me, any pain that is a 4 or above would have had me leaving work, taking painkillers and calling the doctor immediately.    Apparently your pain was manageable enough that you felt you could wait for your husband to “fix” it later in the evening and upon discovering that there was no apparent visible problem at the drain site, your anxiety kicked in which only makes things worse.

Nonetheless, the on call doctor should have been more professional in his demeanor.