Sunday, March 27, 2011
Traveled to Layton this morning to attend Randy and Carla's farewell. We left about six in the morning arriving just in time. They had about 4" of slushy wet snow but the roads were clear. The meetings were great with good messages: deeper meaning of the feeding of the 5,000 - when we give our all Christ will fill in the rest and being grateful for the blessing of God. We had a geat visit with them and their kids.
Had a really good week other than our initial visit to the accountant. It was my week off from chemo. Mid week check of platlettes showed they were still in the normal range; a good sign. Started some PT this week. Jeremy at Rocky Mountain started me on breathing exercises, trying to strengthen my diaphram. Very interesting process.
Sunday, March 27, 2011
Monday, March 21, 2011
Everyone should hava a dysis
This time was likely the worst I have had since diagnosis. I looked like I was circling the drain. I was on 2-4L of oxygen 24/7.
Pleurodysis is the name for the procedure to stop fluid accumulation in my chest outside the lung. I went back to the hospital on Wednesday the 9th of February. The procedure was done the next morning. The next three days were mostly unconscious courtesy of the morphine pain pump. I was conscious enough on occasion to talk to visitors. Changing dressings became the biggest challenge. For some reason the tape stuck to my skin like concrete. It got so bad that the skin was coming off with the tape. Denise suggested several times that we get the wound management people involved. The staff was resistant to that idea for some reason. Finally, they found some adhesive release wipes that made all the difference. Dr. Rundall was about to change the dressing on Friday night or Saturday. He wasn't going to use the wipes we had discovered. I stepped a bit beyond propriety and told him he couldn't touch it until he had talked to the nurse. Removing the tape without the wipes was about the most painful thing I ever remember experiencing. Saturday night Dr. Rundall decided I was doing well enough to pull two of the four chest tubes. I thought that was going to be another grand experience but it was pretty much painless. You take a deep breath, hold it and the Doc pulls the tube; only a sliding feel and a sucking sound. Sunday morning Dr. Rundall took out the other surgical tube and released me. The last tube stays in for the near future allowing me to drain any accumulated fluid if symptoms dictate. We have drained the tube weekly and never got more than a teaspoon or two. Normal production is about 50ml per day so it appears the procedure was successful.
Two weeks after the procedure I was feeling pretty good. The pain was not bad. I had been taking an oxycodone once or twice a day. We had planned our trip to Harrison Hot Springs with Rick and we weren't going to miss it. One problem we ran into was forgetting my pain medications. When we got to Harrison the wind was blowing. It was coming off the glacier and across the lake. The cold was bitter and piercing. We managed to get to the hot pools a couple of times.
When we got back my pain level was pretty bad. The oxycodone would not touch it. I ended up with a fentanyl patch that dropped it far enough that the oxycodone would take care of it. That lasted another two weeks. Over a couple of days sbout March 8th the pain disappeared and my oxygen levels went up above 90. Suddenly I was doing great. We were able to go to St. George for mom's birthday party with only night time o2. I felt so good I went golfing with Jim, Randy and Eric. That was a lot of fun but I paid a price. As we got ready to go home the intercostal muscles between one of my ribs started to hurt. It was the same space where one of the chest tubes had been. My guess is that I strained the muscles and perhaps the tissue blow that. That made for a whole new pain and problem. Just slowed me down was about all, but I began wondering again, what is next?
It's now the 21st of March. I restarted chemo a couple of weeks ago with gimsitabin. The first week I must have had a touch of the flu, I felt rotten. The second week was symtomless, a really good week. I plan to go back to work the 4th of April to see if I can handle it.
I am working with a Dr. Curtis in Idaho Falls. He is a occupational physician. He thinks we can resurrect my claim with workmen's comp.; sounds interesting. I have felt good enough to start exercising and getting some projects done in the house. Hopefully with the good Lord's help I can get this to last a while and return to a semi-normal life. Having chemo every week can never be normal.
Pleurodysis is the name for the procedure to stop fluid accumulation in my chest outside the lung. I went back to the hospital on Wednesday the 9th of February. The procedure was done the next morning. The next three days were mostly unconscious courtesy of the morphine pain pump. I was conscious enough on occasion to talk to visitors. Changing dressings became the biggest challenge. For some reason the tape stuck to my skin like concrete. It got so bad that the skin was coming off with the tape. Denise suggested several times that we get the wound management people involved. The staff was resistant to that idea for some reason. Finally, they found some adhesive release wipes that made all the difference. Dr. Rundall was about to change the dressing on Friday night or Saturday. He wasn't going to use the wipes we had discovered. I stepped a bit beyond propriety and told him he couldn't touch it until he had talked to the nurse. Removing the tape without the wipes was about the most painful thing I ever remember experiencing. Saturday night Dr. Rundall decided I was doing well enough to pull two of the four chest tubes. I thought that was going to be another grand experience but it was pretty much painless. You take a deep breath, hold it and the Doc pulls the tube; only a sliding feel and a sucking sound. Sunday morning Dr. Rundall took out the other surgical tube and released me. The last tube stays in for the near future allowing me to drain any accumulated fluid if symptoms dictate. We have drained the tube weekly and never got more than a teaspoon or two. Normal production is about 50ml per day so it appears the procedure was successful.
Two weeks after the procedure I was feeling pretty good. The pain was not bad. I had been taking an oxycodone once or twice a day. We had planned our trip to Harrison Hot Springs with Rick and we weren't going to miss it. One problem we ran into was forgetting my pain medications. When we got to Harrison the wind was blowing. It was coming off the glacier and across the lake. The cold was bitter and piercing. We managed to get to the hot pools a couple of times.
When we got back my pain level was pretty bad. The oxycodone would not touch it. I ended up with a fentanyl patch that dropped it far enough that the oxycodone would take care of it. That lasted another two weeks. Over a couple of days sbout March 8th the pain disappeared and my oxygen levels went up above 90. Suddenly I was doing great. We were able to go to St. George for mom's birthday party with only night time o2. I felt so good I went golfing with Jim, Randy and Eric. That was a lot of fun but I paid a price. As we got ready to go home the intercostal muscles between one of my ribs started to hurt. It was the same space where one of the chest tubes had been. My guess is that I strained the muscles and perhaps the tissue blow that. That made for a whole new pain and problem. Just slowed me down was about all, but I began wondering again, what is next?
It's now the 21st of March. I restarted chemo a couple of weeks ago with gimsitabin. The first week I must have had a touch of the flu, I felt rotten. The second week was symtomless, a really good week. I plan to go back to work the 4th of April to see if I can handle it.
I am working with a Dr. Curtis in Idaho Falls. He is a occupational physician. He thinks we can resurrect my claim with workmen's comp.; sounds interesting. I have felt good enough to start exercising and getting some projects done in the house. Hopefully with the good Lord's help I can get this to last a while and return to a semi-normal life. Having chemo every week can never be normal.
Thursday, February 3, 2011
February 2011
I really need a biographer to do this for me. I am just horrible at keeping track of these news bits that would mean a lot to people.
The regularly scheduled CT's came the end of January 2011. We were all anxious to see what was going on inside my chest. In December I thought I had a case of pneumonia brewing. Dr Dickson had written a prescription for it so I would be prepared while we were in Utah for the Tabernacle Choir concerts. About January 5th I became short of breath and felt terrible. I started the antibiotic after 3-4 days thinking I was being sure it was not just a cold. This is why they control antibiotics and don't let people use them as they choose.
I went in for check up CT's the 14th of January. When we got hold of them the next Monday there was a large amount of fluid in my left chest pushing the lung into the heart and mediastinum. My presumed pneumonia was something a little more ominous. Something to do with the cancer has affected the return flow of fluid produced in the pleural space back into the lymph system. Dr Dickson wanted to get the fluid out of my lung then see how fast it came back. We were thinking a month or so. Not to be. Less than a week and I am starting the process over, short of breath, can't lay flat, O2 won't stay up. Another chest x-ray shows the fluid is back.
The next step was a consult with doctors involved in my case. The consensus was a procedure called pleurodesis. They introduce an agent into the pleural space that irritates the lung and the chest wall causing the two to adhere to each other. Sort of like burning your fingers really badly and not separating them; they grow together. That is the object of this procedure. This will, if it works, shut off the flow of fluid into the left pleural space since there will no longer be a pleural space.
Dr. Schrader recommended the cardio-thoracic surgeons group in Idaho Falls. Dr. Rundall just arrived in IF about six month ago. He joined the practice of the older surgeons. He put me in the hospital Feb 1st and placed a small chest tube to drain my lung. He intended to watch it for a day or two to see what it was producing then do the pleurodesis. As is often the case, all did not go as planned. He had trouble getting the chest tube to install the way he wanted it. He later told us it was due to the youth of my muscles and skin. He had built his kit using this on older more frail people and he needed a little different setup to put this in. The second time was a charm, ok it still hurt. That thirty minute procedure ended up taking three hours.
I didn't think the hospital food was too bad, it looked good. However, I began to question how they could take normally tasty, appetizing dishes and make them so bad? No salt or seasonings has some of the blame.
The surgery was scheduled for Friday about noon. At eleven-thirty Dr. Rundall came in and told us the permanent chest tube had been delayed in Chicago due to the winter storms. He sent me home with a portable drain for my chest tube that I have to pack around. The surgery will be arranged when he knows the part is here. The silver lining is I don't have to eat hospital food another day, I get to go home for the weekend and I get to put of what I hear is a miserable procedure.
All seems well despite the setbacks. I have never been uncomfortable with the idea that this would be terminal. We have had the attitude that we beat it the first time and we will continue to beat it. We were brought up a little short these past few weeks/days and given a pretty intimate picture of what the end may be like. There is the problem when faced with imminent death that I am not sure the process will be that easy. I pray almost daily that I will be equal to bearing this when the time comes. I don't fear death. I do fear the process and final moments. I fear leaving my best friend and companion. I was so looking forward to growing old together, to doing so many things between now and then. But who knows how long we will keep this thing going. If the chemo gets worse it may be fairly short!! I am so appreciative of what I have been given. I have been able to bear this and keep a good attitude. I have been able to work for the most part. When I look at the difficulties of others I am glad to take mine.
The regularly scheduled CT's came the end of January 2011. We were all anxious to see what was going on inside my chest. In December I thought I had a case of pneumonia brewing. Dr Dickson had written a prescription for it so I would be prepared while we were in Utah for the Tabernacle Choir concerts. About January 5th I became short of breath and felt terrible. I started the antibiotic after 3-4 days thinking I was being sure it was not just a cold. This is why they control antibiotics and don't let people use them as they choose.
I went in for check up CT's the 14th of January. When we got hold of them the next Monday there was a large amount of fluid in my left chest pushing the lung into the heart and mediastinum. My presumed pneumonia was something a little more ominous. Something to do with the cancer has affected the return flow of fluid produced in the pleural space back into the lymph system. Dr Dickson wanted to get the fluid out of my lung then see how fast it came back. We were thinking a month or so. Not to be. Less than a week and I am starting the process over, short of breath, can't lay flat, O2 won't stay up. Another chest x-ray shows the fluid is back.
The next step was a consult with doctors involved in my case. The consensus was a procedure called pleurodesis. They introduce an agent into the pleural space that irritates the lung and the chest wall causing the two to adhere to each other. Sort of like burning your fingers really badly and not separating them; they grow together. That is the object of this procedure. This will, if it works, shut off the flow of fluid into the left pleural space since there will no longer be a pleural space.
Dr. Schrader recommended the cardio-thoracic surgeons group in Idaho Falls. Dr. Rundall just arrived in IF about six month ago. He joined the practice of the older surgeons. He put me in the hospital Feb 1st and placed a small chest tube to drain my lung. He intended to watch it for a day or two to see what it was producing then do the pleurodesis. As is often the case, all did not go as planned. He had trouble getting the chest tube to install the way he wanted it. He later told us it was due to the youth of my muscles and skin. He had built his kit using this on older more frail people and he needed a little different setup to put this in. The second time was a charm, ok it still hurt. That thirty minute procedure ended up taking three hours.
I didn't think the hospital food was too bad, it looked good. However, I began to question how they could take normally tasty, appetizing dishes and make them so bad? No salt or seasonings has some of the blame.
The surgery was scheduled for Friday about noon. At eleven-thirty Dr. Rundall came in and told us the permanent chest tube had been delayed in Chicago due to the winter storms. He sent me home with a portable drain for my chest tube that I have to pack around. The surgery will be arranged when he knows the part is here. The silver lining is I don't have to eat hospital food another day, I get to go home for the weekend and I get to put of what I hear is a miserable procedure.
All seems well despite the setbacks. I have never been uncomfortable with the idea that this would be terminal. We have had the attitude that we beat it the first time and we will continue to beat it. We were brought up a little short these past few weeks/days and given a pretty intimate picture of what the end may be like. There is the problem when faced with imminent death that I am not sure the process will be that easy. I pray almost daily that I will be equal to bearing this when the time comes. I don't fear death. I do fear the process and final moments. I fear leaving my best friend and companion. I was so looking forward to growing old together, to doing so many things between now and then. But who knows how long we will keep this thing going. If the chemo gets worse it may be fairly short!! I am so appreciative of what I have been given. I have been able to bear this and keep a good attitude. I have been able to work for the most part. When I look at the difficulties of others I am glad to take mine.
Tuesday, November 9, 2010
Here we are again!
A new development in the saga. No I am not going to get better with my writing skills. Despite my good intentions it has been almost a year since I logged what is happening.
Since last writing I have visited Rexburg once every three weeks for a dose of Alimta, my maintenance chemo drug. In March Denise and I went with Rick and his subs to Harrison Hot Springs in Canada for three days. What a treat that was. We got to see the work he had done in the temple on our way back. It was very impressive. We've made several trips to Utah and one to Rathdrum. Sara and Daniel sealed Corbin in January and were able to finish the adoption and seal Natalie in June. Despite the ongoing treatments we had a great spring and summer. Josh and Tiffany blessed us with a new family member, Deacon Kirk Aikele, late in September.
The CT's in January and April were unchanged. Doctor Cardinal could still see the affected lymph nodes but they were not changing. The CT in June did have a little bit of activity in the lower left lobe. Doctor Cardinal thought it looked like pneumonia or a new metastatic process. With no new tumors and ongoing pneumonia like symptoms we chased that avenue for 2 months without much improvement. I started having coughing and lung congestion issues about the first of August. The end of August we repeated the CTs. The left lung showed a major opacity involving the lower half of the left lung and the right lung looked about like the June CT of the left lung. I was scheduled for a surgical biopsy consult when Marcene called and suggested we visit Dr. Schrader a pulmonologist in Afton before jumping into surgery. The visit with Dr Schrader was excellent. He has exceptional skills as a doctor. He did a bronchoscopy a few days after our consult resulting in plenty of material for pathology but no visible masses big enough for biopsy. The pathology returned the same cancer but it now has alveolar involvement. It is following the lymph channels and surrounding the alveoli resulting in troubles with gas exchange.
Doctor Dixon thought we had perhaps over stayed our welcome with Alimta. He told us they usually give Alimta 7-8 times before moving on to something else. I had it for fifteen rounds the end of September. The new drugs of choice in November were Caroplantin and Taxtere. They made me a little sicker and more tired. The treatments were every week.
The cancer has not changed, I am still dealing with the same cancer but it has changed its stripes and is now attacking the alveoli, the grape clusters in our lungs where gas exchange takes place.
Imagine this, here it is February second and I did not get the previous lines posted.
The November CT's showed the same opacity as before. It had invaded over half the left lung and was moving into the right lung. This was part of the reason for the chemo change.
Since last writing I have visited Rexburg once every three weeks for a dose of Alimta, my maintenance chemo drug. In March Denise and I went with Rick and his subs to Harrison Hot Springs in Canada for three days. What a treat that was. We got to see the work he had done in the temple on our way back. It was very impressive. We've made several trips to Utah and one to Rathdrum. Sara and Daniel sealed Corbin in January and were able to finish the adoption and seal Natalie in June. Despite the ongoing treatments we had a great spring and summer. Josh and Tiffany blessed us with a new family member, Deacon Kirk Aikele, late in September.
The CT's in January and April were unchanged. Doctor Cardinal could still see the affected lymph nodes but they were not changing. The CT in June did have a little bit of activity in the lower left lobe. Doctor Cardinal thought it looked like pneumonia or a new metastatic process. With no new tumors and ongoing pneumonia like symptoms we chased that avenue for 2 months without much improvement. I started having coughing and lung congestion issues about the first of August. The end of August we repeated the CTs. The left lung showed a major opacity involving the lower half of the left lung and the right lung looked about like the June CT of the left lung. I was scheduled for a surgical biopsy consult when Marcene called and suggested we visit Dr. Schrader a pulmonologist in Afton before jumping into surgery. The visit with Dr Schrader was excellent. He has exceptional skills as a doctor. He did a bronchoscopy a few days after our consult resulting in plenty of material for pathology but no visible masses big enough for biopsy. The pathology returned the same cancer but it now has alveolar involvement. It is following the lymph channels and surrounding the alveoli resulting in troubles with gas exchange.
Doctor Dixon thought we had perhaps over stayed our welcome with Alimta. He told us they usually give Alimta 7-8 times before moving on to something else. I had it for fifteen rounds the end of September. The new drugs of choice in November were Caroplantin and Taxtere. They made me a little sicker and more tired. The treatments were every week.
The cancer has not changed, I am still dealing with the same cancer but it has changed its stripes and is now attacking the alveoli, the grape clusters in our lungs where gas exchange takes place.
Imagine this, here it is February second and I did not get the previous lines posted.
The November CT's showed the same opacity as before. It had invaded over half the left lung and was moving into the right lung. This was part of the reason for the chemo change.
Sunday, December 13, 2009
Medication Update
Thought you all would be interested in the the one new medication I'm taking. Fragmin is a low molecular weight heparin, for the blood clots. There is no medication for daily use that dissolves clots. All of the medications currently approved are supposed to stop clot production only. Anyway the Blackfoot Medical Clinic offered to get the medication at cost for me. They would get partial reimbursement from the insurance if I came to the clinic everyday to get my shot. I went to talk to the city and they agreed to help also. An improvement in an otherwise bleak landscape.
I think the insurance should continue to allow these meds to be covered by major medical. They are so exorbitantly expensive that trying to run them through the pharmacy benefit just trashes the statistics. The logic probably follows that is will eventually trash the major medical too.
I think the insurance should continue to allow these meds to be covered by major medical. They are so exorbitantly expensive that trying to run them through the pharmacy benefit just trashes the statistics. The logic probably follows that is will eventually trash the major medical too.
Tabernacle Choir Christmas
We just got home from Salt Lake. Two years in a row now the weather has been disastrous for the trip home. When we went to briefing a 7:30 it was raining. For anyone unknowing, Denise and I volunteer at conference Center events to work security and medical teams. It costs some money because it is volunteer, but what a reward. When we got done about 11:00 it was snowing. The freeway had about 2" of slush all the way to Layton before it gradually began to diminish until Tremonton where the road was now just wet. Poor Denise is looking for a blind fold both for the conditions and my driving. I try to be safe but I am depending on others to do the same. ABS saved us right after we pulled out of the conference center parking. The slush and a stop light nearly caused a fender bender were it not for ABS.
The concert is always tremendous. I never leave there but I am deeply touched by both the quality and detail of the production, the music and the spiritual closeness it brings. Natalie Cole and David McCullough (1776) were the guests. Natalie was not the most powerful of the singers we have seen but she did better Saturday and Sunday. There was an organ solo that was absolutely phenomenal! If you get to watch the Tabernacle presentation the 20th of December it should be the one from today, you will get to see it. Besides the MTC, the orchestra and the Bells there was a children's choir of likely 100 and around a hundred dancers. One of the pieces the choir and dancers did was a presentation of carols and related dances from Spain, Ireland, Jamaica and Russia. The one from Jamaica touch me as it was a song of thanks for one more Christmas. David McCullogh commented Sunday morning that he was soo impressed by the quality of excellence he saw in all that is done by the Church.
The Sunday broadcast is always touching for the special thanks and song presented to the visiting artists. They actually always do the song, "Till we Meet Again" every week. It just has a lot of significance due to the short stay of the artist who are also not generally members. We always enjoy working the concerts especially this one.
The concert is always tremendous. I never leave there but I am deeply touched by both the quality and detail of the production, the music and the spiritual closeness it brings. Natalie Cole and David McCullough (1776) were the guests. Natalie was not the most powerful of the singers we have seen but she did better Saturday and Sunday. There was an organ solo that was absolutely phenomenal! If you get to watch the Tabernacle presentation the 20th of December it should be the one from today, you will get to see it. Besides the MTC, the orchestra and the Bells there was a children's choir of likely 100 and around a hundred dancers. One of the pieces the choir and dancers did was a presentation of carols and related dances from Spain, Ireland, Jamaica and Russia. The one from Jamaica touch me as it was a song of thanks for one more Christmas. David McCullogh commented Sunday morning that he was soo impressed by the quality of excellence he saw in all that is done by the Church.
The Sunday broadcast is always touching for the special thanks and song presented to the visiting artists. They actually always do the song, "Till we Meet Again" every week. It just has a lot of significance due to the short stay of the artist who are also not generally members. We always enjoy working the concerts especially this one.
Tuesday, December 1, 2009
The saga takes a turn!!
Another twist in this ongoing saga that has become my life. I have known that I had some infection going on. I thought it was another case of bronchitis or pneumonia. My white counts had been gradually going up over the last two months but other than a little shortness of breath I had no symptoms. I don't care for the new chemo. That's another story for when I get caught up. Early Sunday night, November 30th, I had a small pain in my upper right chest and another one in my left forearm. The one in my arm felt like a clot. I am usually cold but I was shivering like it was 30 degrees. We got a hot pack on the arm and after a couple of hours that pain seemed to dissipate. But I was getting sicker by the minute. The under side of my arm had become hot, swollen and red and it appeared to be moving up my arm. Around 10:00 I noticed I was getting hot. We called Aaron and he and Jason gave me a blessing. By 11:30 my temperature was 101.5 on Tylenol so we decided we'd better head to the ER.
I was released about 4:30am after CT's and ultrasound of every square inch from my neck to my knees. The bright spot is no new cancer visible anywhere. The only thing they could come up with was a cellulitis that went septic. I have not gotten that sick that fast in my life. I now understand why people die from sepsis so easily. By the time they realize how sick they are they are close to death. Fortunately we realized early what was happening and got to medical help. There is still some edema on my arm but the pain dissipated after a few days and four doses of IV antibiotics.
The long term problem is still blood clots. They are really becoming a nuisance!! There is a new clot in my left upper arm 3.5cm long in the brachial vein. About October 15th I realized the effects of the City's medical plan changes. I could no longer get the Tarceva or Arixtra because of the cost. Anticipating problems we had repeated scans near the first of October. As a result of those scans we found the Arixtra was not working to stop clot growth. To everything there is a purpose. There always seems to be one bright spot in the negatives we run into. Now we were without effective clot control unless there willing to pay a 50% copay.. $2000 for one drug. As a result we found Dr. West's clinic in Pocatello. Vitamin C IV's and some herbal remedies are the solution. A program I can believe in but still expensive. He did tell me my blood has spirocettes in it. They only come from syphilis or Lime's disease. These looked like Lime's. We have a couple of natural remedies that are working on that.
An interesting cross link. The same protective coating that cancer cells develop to protect themselves is the same for Limes. Theoretically getting rid of Limes would also get rid of hibernating cancer. The only accurate lab test for Lime's is a florescent antibody test. The naturalistic diagnosis is a newer light microscope called a dark field that illuminates from the side instead of underneath and allows visualization of the spirocettes. Not so popular yet with regular medicine. There is some fascinating information available about Limes not associated with just ticks.
I was released about 4:30am after CT's and ultrasound of every square inch from my neck to my knees. The bright spot is no new cancer visible anywhere. The only thing they could come up with was a cellulitis that went septic. I have not gotten that sick that fast in my life. I now understand why people die from sepsis so easily. By the time they realize how sick they are they are close to death. Fortunately we realized early what was happening and got to medical help. There is still some edema on my arm but the pain dissipated after a few days and four doses of IV antibiotics.
The long term problem is still blood clots. They are really becoming a nuisance!! There is a new clot in my left upper arm 3.5cm long in the brachial vein. About October 15th I realized the effects of the City's medical plan changes. I could no longer get the Tarceva or Arixtra because of the cost. Anticipating problems we had repeated scans near the first of October. As a result of those scans we found the Arixtra was not working to stop clot growth. To everything there is a purpose. There always seems to be one bright spot in the negatives we run into. Now we were without effective clot control unless there willing to pay a 50% copay.. $2000 for one drug. As a result we found Dr. West's clinic in Pocatello. Vitamin C IV's and some herbal remedies are the solution. A program I can believe in but still expensive. He did tell me my blood has spirocettes in it. They only come from syphilis or Lime's disease. These looked like Lime's. We have a couple of natural remedies that are working on that.
An interesting cross link. The same protective coating that cancer cells develop to protect themselves is the same for Limes. Theoretically getting rid of Limes would also get rid of hibernating cancer. The only accurate lab test for Lime's is a florescent antibody test. The naturalistic diagnosis is a newer light microscope called a dark field that illuminates from the side instead of underneath and allows visualization of the spirocettes. Not so popular yet with regular medicine. There is some fascinating information available about Limes not associated with just ticks.
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