What I learned from the surgeons and their report
By now, last year, I had met with the surgeon who I had been referred to for abdominal pain. On the 30th I'd get the first CT scan, the one that missed or miss characterized everything, ultimately delaying treatment for a couple months.
Which doesn't matter. Those months would have only saved me pain (which would have been nice, obviously) but would not have changed any of the treatments or the outcomes, or anything else about my diagnosis. I'd long wondered if this was the case, or if these months were critical time lost.
Friends, I have read the surgical report for my unfortunate cytoreduction and HIPEC procedure, and it's doom was assured months before I ever sought medical attention for pain.
Going into the laparoscopic surgery a few weeks ago, we knew of a large (2.6x4.6x3.8 mm) goblet cell adenocarcenoma on the appendix, another infiltrating the umbilicus, which had been mostly destroyed by chemotherapy, and a bunch of small tumors on the peritoneum. The laparoscopic surgery found further small tumors on the small intestine and confirmed what the CT scans had indicated. All of this was extremely operable and I had genuine reason to believe I could be in the roughly 10% of patients who never have the cancer return, although I was still much more likely in the roughly 70-80% of people who get a good result from the surgery (this is where the prognosis of 5-10 years came from). For me, the hard part, the part where I'd get rejected, was in the lead up to the operation. Once I got onto the table, I was set.
The deep pelvic area, with its collection of renal and reproductive organs, is apparently very difficult to visualize through CT scans. Ultrasounds are better, but you need a reason to do an ultrasound, and they're still not perfect. And I'd even gone to a urologist, we did a cystocapy, and from the inside my urethra, prostate and bladder looked perfect.
But I still had a tumor growing there. It's infiltrated my rectum (no symptoms yet) prostate (restricting urethra some of the time, making urination difficult) and seminal ducts (a variety of sexual symptoms, none catestrophic). Possibly more. There was no way to cleanly and safely remove it. They tried. Which puts me in the roughly 10% of HIPEC patients who are found to be inoperable during the procedure. I've still not properly processed this fact.
One of the things that makes appendix cancers so dangerous is that you almost never find them on purpose, like you might with breasts or testicular cancer. A large number of cases are found during appendectomies (which is actually the treatment for stages 1-3). But if it doesn't happen to inflame the appendix, you'll go years, maybe even a decade, before its noticed. Which, for me, means there are no surgical options. There's only chemotherapy.
I don't know when I start again, apparently you heal your surgical wounds before you restart, and I don't know my prognosis, but I know it isn't 5-10 years. But I do know I'm still here, now, and intend to have a very good summer.
From the comments
James Petrosky: I missed the come back around - my doom was assured because the pain (naval, spread from appendix) and difficulty urinating (spread to prostate region) predate me asking for help by many months. By the time I had my first symptom, it was already too late for HIPEC. Sometimes we can do everything right and still lose. I'm still going to try and do it right, though, statistically that'll work out for most of us.