Whiz Quiz

Whiz Quiz

              At six months into my initial treatment, it was incumbent upon my hematologist to send me to the Multiple Myeloma Department at the John Theurer Cancer Center in Hackensack, NJ, for a consultation about stem cell transplant.  After our consultation with Dr. S., Craig and I were reporting back to Dr. K. our experience with the specialist, which had left us in shock, frankly.  In the middle of our indoctrination in Stem Cell Transplant, Dr. S. suddenly informed us that remission from drug therapy was “no longer a goal.” 

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The blood test taken a week before our consultation revealed that my IgG protein was climbing, and Dr. S. advised that I needed the transplant.  We had not expected to hear that, since up until then, I had been doing quite well with my drug therapy.  So, Craig and I were both pretty much puddles of jelly upon being told it was no longer working.

            Skipping to another topic, Dr. S. was interested in knowing if, six–and–a–half months earlier, I had “frothy” urine.  Still in a semi–catatonic state, I told him I didn’t know. Well, he looked at me like I had six heads, and asked again, “You don’t remember?!”  I shook my head, “No.” 

         After I repeated that conversation to Dr. K., he looked at Craig and said, “That’s the difference between men and women— we like to make bubbles.”

            That has to be the funniest thing I ever heard a doctor say.