I live in a medium-sized city with a regional cancer center
that I would describe as mediocre at best. I speak from the experience of
having received care there. I decided
several years ago when my melanoma escalated to stage three that all surgery
and immunotherapy would henceforth be conducted by melanoma experts at a major
university hospital (OHSU) and large regional hospital system (Providence). There
is no substitute for the expertise that comes with doctors who see mostly
melanoma patients. I judge the care I’ve received at both locations to have
been superior—until now.
The weaknesses of my plan are that 1) I have to travel more
than 90 minutes for an appointment or emergency, and 2) my medical oncologist
is primarily a medical researcher with poor interpersonal skills working in a
system that doesn’t make patient care a priority. He’s also a brilliant
scientist doing cutting edge work in immunotherapy, so I haven’t wanted to
ditch him. I could go to Houston (home of top-ranked M.D. Anderson Cancer
Center) or even Seattle or San Francisco for higher rated melanoma care, but we
all have to draw a line at how much we will disrupt our lives in seeking
treatment. I’ve lived mostly well since my cancer was diagnosed more than six
years ago and am satisfied with the compromises I’ve made that simplify how and
where I get care: local cancer center as it can be trusted (as with whole-brain
radiation last fall) and Portland superspecialists for the tricky stuff.
Unfortunately, as I was spiraling downward over the last
month from the effects of an ipi-induced adrenal disorder, my oncologist in
Portland was inexcusably disengaged. He only has one clinic day a week, phone
nurses who don't know me from Adam, and a nurse practitioner who is not empowered to respond
to patient needs independently. I didn’t need much from him, as adrenal gland insufficiency is a recognized side-effect of ipi. Just a few
minutes of focused attention and a short conversation on the phone would have
made it clear that I was an obvious candidate for a course of steroids. It’s
unfathomable to me that Dr. Curti would miss this easy diagnosis.
So be it. As every melanoma patient soon discovers, shit
happens. The medically unexpected must be expected. Our doctors and nurses--even the ones we love--sometimes fail us. That’s why we all eventually take up the mantra of being
your own healthcare advocate. You must learn everything you can about your
specific condition and engage meaningfully in decisions being made on your behalf. Some cancer centers provide so-called concierge care, which takes
much of the stress out of planning your care, but don’t expect Medicare to pick
up the tab. If you don’t put in the time and effort to assure that the best
possible and appropriate care is provided, and that the system is held responsible for it, you are literally putting your life at risk.
What I’m doing in coming days is to try to find a local
oncologist who is competent and will work with my existing cancer team in
Portland. That way, I’ll have easier access to someone who can refer me as
needed to other local specialists for the simpler stuff, like endocrinology,
leaving in place my neurosurgeon, oncologic surgeon, radiation oncologist and
medical oncologist (a world-class melanoma expert) in Portland. It’s not a
perfect solution, but I’m hoping it works better than what has so recently
failed me. And it'll save on airfare to Houston.
1 comment:
Peter, just want to let you know that I am happy I have found your blog when doing research about my mother's diagnosis of Stage IV melanoma.
Your recent posts regarding your seizures and ipi is somewhat identical to my mom and colitis due to ipi. She DOES go to MD Anderson but lives 4 hours away. We, too, have decided to have a local oncologist now with consults to Houston. In reality, the whole system is flawed. Too many patients, not easy enough ways to share information/tests/results. It's frustrating.
I was lucky enough to plant an idea in a doctor's head (a hospitalist in Austin where she was hospitalized). I watched him go straight to a computer to search the web, and he learned that ipi was causing an autoimmune colitis and steroids were indeed necessary. It was pulling teeth to get past the NP to have her Houston doctor call him to confirm. Makes me very curious for the patients that don't have advocates.
Best of Luck to both you and my mom. May this horrific disease meet it's cure!
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