Hi everyone
I am a 37-year old man living in Johannesburg, South Africa, diagnosed with CML on 17 November 2015. Prior to diagnosis I was healthy, but going through a very difficult time emotionally as I had just lost my father due to lymphoma a year previously and I was extremely busy with his estate and with my job as a high school teacher. That meant that I put my aches and pains down to stress and nothing more.
My huge love in life is travelling, and I spend the school holidays visiting as much of the world as I possibly can. In August 2015 I travelled to Madagascar and noticed that, while on the trip, I was having this unusual pain in my side and losing my appetite. When I came home I saw a locum doctor standing in for my GP and, despite feeling my spleen, he said that I had picked up a viral infection somewhere from my travels and prescribed a short course of general antibiotics, which seemed to help. In October I noticed a large bruise all the way down my right arm after getting a knock in a beer garden while watching the Springbok rugby team beat Wales in the World Cup, and a colleague suggested that I should check it out as it could be a symptom of a blood disorder... this was followed by severe bruising from playing with my two Boston Terriers, and the bruises were inconsistent with the size and impact of the injury. Little did I know that this was the first sign of a life-changing event. I spent a weekend diagnosing myself on the internet, and all the signs pointed to leukemia (night sweats at a time when there was a heatwave in Johannesburg, a persistent dry cough and of course this massively enlarged spleen). By the time I saw my GP on Monday, 16 November, I knew that it was leukemia. The diagnosis was confirmed the following day and I was admitted to hospital immediately, where the BMB was done and I was started on hydroxyurea. The worst part for me was that I was admitted to the same ward where I saw my father die, and I am being treated by the same doctor who managed his treatment - quite an emotional journey.
Fortunately, my medical aid is excellent and I was able to start with dasatinib on 4 December - this was the most difficult moment of the whole experience so far, that first pill. I'm sure that others remember how they felt when taking the TKI for the first time - the uncertainty of what the side effects would be like, the fear that it would not work as it is supposed to - and I am still experiencing this on a daily basis. I had my first follow-up two weeks after starting and was pleased to hear that my WBC had come down from 204 to 22, and that my spleen was just about the normal size after being enlarged 22cm below the intercostal margin - this is a symptom that is freaking me out when I read about Sokal scores, Hasford scores and suboptimal responses to treatment by high risk patients - but I have my second follow-up appointment tomorrow and I'm hopeful that I will receive some good news.
I would just like to thank everyone here for their compassion, understanding and kindness in starting this site - I have read so many of your stories during these first two terrible months and you have given me so many answers, so much hope and so much comfort in knowing that there are so many of you out there who are leading normal or near-normal lives following this devastating news.
Best wishes to everyone and all the best with your treatment
Martin