Second Post-BEP CT Scan

In the months following chemo, I tried to look after myself well. I was eating a fairly clean, predominantly vegan diet which was largely organic. I stayed away from alcohol and caffeine, as I’d done for the last year and I continued taking a lot of the supplements that I’d been on, notably curcumin, vitamins C, D3 & K2, some herbal formulae and Chinese mushroom extracts, predominantly from reishi, cordyceps and coriolus. I also continued with BodyTalk every few weeks.

Pia and I attended a really good three-day retreat in October with a group called CancerUCan. The group included a range of people at different stages of their cancer journeys, some who were recently diagnosed, others who had recovered long ago and many in between. There were notably several attendees who had been diagnosed with stage 3/4, or even terminal cancer, who had made full recoveries, often with little to no conventional treatment. It was great to talk to them and to hear how they had navigated through their cancer experiences. We had talks and workshops from a few people including Chris Woollams from CancerActive. It was a very valuable and motivating event.

Towards the end of the year I managed to get a few days of work that I could do from home, which was good, but even 3-4 months after completing chemo, I still wasn’t feeling quite up to travelling for work and being away from home for days at a time. I still found that I couldn’t exert myself beyond a certain point without getting very worn out and this was limiting what I could do.

In early January 2020, I had my second CT scan since completing chemo. I hadn’t expected it to show much, but my oncologist was quite concerned with how it turned out. The residual mass, while looking more uniformly fluid (a good sign), had changed shape and was slightly larger in two of three dimensions. Although the change was small, it was none the less apparent. The immediate concern was that if it continued to expand in the same way then it could start to press on my kidney and impair its function. The advice I was given was to proceed with the RPLND surgery.

I didn’t want to do the surgery. Part of me just wanted to get on with my life and not have another major interruption, but I was also scared. I was scared of having such a major operation, I was scared of things going wrong and I was scared of the side effects of the surgery manifesting. Although I was not completely ruling out any course of treatment, I was just about drawing a line at undergoing RPLND. I wanted to be sure that it was truly worth my while doing it before going ahead.

We went to see the surgeon again to talk things over. He indicated that the surgery would be tricky enough as it is, but that the longer I waited, the harder it would be and the higher the chance that some of the unwanted risks could occur. He gave me a copy of what I consider to be the most complete patient focussed leaflet on RPLND that I’ve read on the procedure. As well as explaining the procedure, the leaflet also gives the approximate risk of various “after-effects”:

Problems with weak or absent ejaculation after the surgeryBetween 1 in 2 & 1 in 10
Accumulation of lymph fluid requiring needle drainage or further surgeryBetween 1 in 2 & 1 in 10
Infection, pain or bulging of the incision requiring further treatmentBetween 1 in 2 & 1 in 10
Temporary problems with delayed bowel function requiring prolonged nasogastric (stomach) tube insertionBetween 1 in 2 & 1 in 10
Need for removal of additional organs on the affected side (usually a kidney, damaged by blockage from the lymph nodes)Up to 1 in 10 patients (10%)
Bleeding requiring transfusion or further surgeryBetween 1 in 10 & 1 in 50
Need for further treatment if we find any residual cancer in the lymph nodesBetween 1 in 10 & 1 in 50
Injury to nearby local structures (blood vessels, spleen, liver, lung, pancreas & bowel) requiring more extensive surgeryBetween 1 in 10 & 1 in 50
Entry into your lung cavity requiring insertion of a temporary drainage tubeBetween 1 in 50 & 1 in 250
Anaesthetic or cardiovascular problems possibly requiring intensive care (including chest infection, pulmonary embolus, stroke, deep vein thrombosis, heart attack)Between 1 in 50 &1 in 250
Peri-operative deathBetween 1 in 100 & 1 in 200

The particular risks that the surgeon was keen to highlight were the possibility of losing a kidney, accumulation of lymph fluid in the abdominal cavity requiring a drain, and the possibility of retrograde ejaculation. Retrograde ejaculation is caused by nerve damage which results in one’s ejaculate being deposited in the bladder rather than following its normal path on orgasm (I read that it can self-correct after a couple of years, but the surgeon said that this wasn’t always the case). It can be quite a touchy subject for many men, particularly those younger than me who haven’t had any children yet but would like to.

I hadn’t really expected the urgency of having this surgery to have escalated quite so quickly, but I realised that it wasn’t going to go away and might just get worse. Based on that, I decided to proceed with the surgery.

Post-BEP Follow Up

I had my first post-chemo CT scan in September 2019, about five weeks after completing my third cycle of BEP. I was due to have an appointment with my oncologist a few days later, however on the morning of my appointment, my specialist nurse called to ask if we could reschedule for a week later as they needed to speak to a surgeon before they could give me full feedback from the scan. That didn’t sound good to me and I asked for some brief details over the phone. The main piece of information I took away was that the mass in my abdomen, which the chemo had been targeting, had made barely any reduction is size.

This completely threw me, as my expectation was that the chemo would have reduced and hopefully eliminated the tumour. My understanding was that surgery was something that would be reverted if chemo failed. This got me feeling rather down for a couple of days, thinking that the chemo had been a complete waste of time and effort. After that, I got together some plans to move onto some non-pharmaceutical treatments and I started to feel a lot more confident.

When Pia and I turned up for the rescheduled appointment, my oncologist started showing us the latest scan. We listened patiently, waiting for the bad news to drop. He explained that the spots on my lungs were no longer present (good start!) and pointed out that the main mass in my abdomen now appeared to be less dense which indicated that it was likely to consist of dead cells. At this point Pia and I needed some clarification. Pia said, “So is this good news?”, to which my oncologist replied, “Oh yes!”. We both burst out laughing, having had out pessimistic expectations turned on their head.

What I had not realised, and I would argue had not been explained to me properly, was that a tumour the size of mine would not be expected to reduce in size. Once a tumour of this type is more than about three centimetres across, the chances of it reducing in size are minimal, even if it has responded well to BEP. My tumour had been closer to six centimetres and so didn’t really stand any chance of getting smaller.

In my case, my oncologist was happy that the chemo had been successful and that the tumour was now a residual mass of dead cells. This news was most elating and I was on quite a high for the next couple of days.

What was recommended though, was to have the mass surgically removed. The reason given for this, was that it could possibly contain mature teratomas, which had the potential to lie dormant but then become active and cause trouble somewhere down the line. Although the surgery was recommended, it was neither deemed to be urgent nor necessarily even required. Many people with residual masses such as mine had continued to live normal lives for decades with no bother. That was reassuring.

After a couple of weeks, Pia and I visited Southmead Hospital in Bristol to speak to a surgeon about the recommended procedure. It is known as retroperitoneal lymph node dissection (RPLND). It is not a trivial operation, but major surgery that involves opening the abdomen down the middle and teasing the sticky tumour tissue away from everything that it is touching, including blood vessels and internal organs. It would involve a hospital stay of around five days and a full recovery would be expected to take three months. The surgery is also not without risks including damage to blood vessels, damage to organs, damage to nerves and the possible loss of a kidney.

Whilst some of these risks seemed small, I didn’t feel that they were risks I was willing to take at that stage, particularly if the surgery was not considered urgent. I was also hoping to start getting back to normal life after several months of disruption to my year, and I didn’t want to be taking another three months out unless I really had to. My oncologist was comfortable with this decision.

I started trying to get back to normal, knowing that there was the possibility of needing to have surgery sometime, but not necessarily any time soon.

Background – Surgery

My orchidectomy took place in October 2018. It is an operation performed under general anaesthetic which completely removes a testicle. During the two or three weeks leading up to surgery, my enlarged testicle had grown even more and become noticeable heavier. It wasn’t causing me any discomfort, but it was becoming something of an inconvenient obstacle.

A few days before the surgery, I visited the hospital for a pre-med screening. This was an opportunity for a nurse to check that I was fit for surgery and that there were no risk factors that might cause any issues or reason to delay. The screening predominantly consisted of a long list of questions and checks on blood pressure, heart and lungs.

On the day of surgery, my wife Pia and I arrived at the hospital around 9 am. I started with a CT scan of my chest to groin region. This was to check for any signs of metastasis, or spread, of the cancer. The most common places that metastasis is encountered in testicular cancer patients are in lymph nodes and the lungs. A CT scan is usually performed within a week or so of surgery and aids oncologists in deciding whether or not to recommend any additional treatment (i.e. chemotherapy and/or radiation). I was lucky enough to have my scan scheduled on the morning of my surgery, which saved another trip to the hospital during recovery.

I had a cannula inserted into a vein before the scan. This was so that during the scan I could have a contrast dye injected into my bloodstream. This helps to give more clarity to the scanned images, making it easier to identify any abnormalities. The first attempt to insert the cannula “popped” the vein, but the second attempt was successful.

I’d had a CT scan once before, although many years earlier, so I knew pretty much what was going to happen. I lay on a platform which moved back and forwards through the centre of a large donut shaped machine. I inhaled and held my breath at certain times, as instructed. When the contrast dye is injected, people tend to get particular feelings in the body. I mostly experienced this as a slightly metallic taste and a hot flush. Some people get a feeling that they need to urinate, but I didn’t notice that. It only takes a couple of minutes to complete the scanning.

The scan itself takes a series of images of slices through the body at close intervals. When these are being analysed by doctors, they are viewed on screen in sequence and the analyst can move from slice to slice in either direction, as if watching a video.

In the couple of hours before starting surgery, I had the opportunity to speak with my anaesthetist. She had a long list of questions for me, most of which had been covered during the pre-med screening. I then saw the surgeon who asked me many of the same questions again (it never hurts to ask things multiple times). He also gave me an examination and drew some arrows on my skin to ensure that once I was in theatre, there would be no ambiguity as to which testicle was being removed.

When they were ready for me, I donned a hospital gown and compression socks, and walked through to the theatre. There I met the anaesthetist again and the nurses who would be assisting with the operation. I was positioned on a bed and had a cannula inserted into the back of my hand through which the anaesthetic would be administered. I went through another round of questions to ensure I was the right patient, in for the right operation, and that I was still not knowingly allergic to any drugs, etc. Once I was given the anaesthetic, I was under within about twenty seconds.

The operation took 30-40 minutes. An incision was made in the groin and the testicle was essentially pushed up from the scrotum and popped out. All the connected vessels were tied off and the incision was stitched and glued closed.

I woke up in a recovery room. The anaesthetist was there to see me come around and was on her way after she’d checked that I was alright. She left me in the care of a nurse and I must have stayed there for almost an hour before being moved to a ward, where Pia was waiting for me.

On the ward, recovering after the surgery

With the anaesthetic still in my system, I wasn’t able to move my legs straight away. But over two or three hours that became easier and I could eventually lift each leg independently. Before I could be discharged, I needed to eat and drink a little and also show that I could make a trip to the toilet and provide a urine sample. I drank some water and ate a few pieces of fruit. When it came to making a toilet visit, Pia supported me as I walked. Once I’d finished and turned to wash my hands, I made the mistake of bending my left knee just a little too far and placing too much weight on it. That caused me to collapse, as the residual effect of the anaesthetic meant that I still didn’t have the full strength in my legs. That was a bit of a shock, but fortunately I didn’t hurt myself.

The surgeon also dropped by to see me. He was very happy with how the operation had gone and said that it definitely looked like cancer.

We finally got away and were home around 10 pm.

My recovery from the operation went quite smoothly, although I experienced some severe cramps in my left leg over a number of days. I think that this was due to my leg having caved in when I made my toilet visit before leaving the hospital. I must have caused a little damage. At one point, I had to revisit the hospital to have an ultrasound scan on the veins in my leg to ensure there was no evidence of a blood clot. Fortunately it was all ok.

I also visited my GP a couple of times in the week after the operation to have blood taken to check for changes to tumour markers. My HCG level, which had been very high before the operation, showed progressively lower readings after each new test, which is what would be expected had the operation been a success.