Yes. I was a guineau pig for a drug trial from the age of 21 to 34. Not cancer, but for a pituitary tumor in my brain.
I had a choice of having brain surgery (before the days of lasers, mri’s for exact locations and all the precise intruments we have now)…the pituitary is the size of a pea, seated just behind the optic nerve and controls so much of the body’s endrocine system. The choice was to have a surgeon stick a metal instrument in my brain with no sure way to know what he/she was getting of a gland the size of a pea without taking other tissue with it…and being on steriods and possibly other brain problems the rest of my life.
I chose the trial. At Johns Hopkins. I didnt’ know if I was in the placebo group or the meds group (a drug from Sandoz which paid for the study).
I had to drive from rural VA to Hopkins in downtown Baltimore and be there by 7 a.m. Did it for months…then called back and did it for years. The side effects of the meds were horrible at first, then eventually my body adapted (sort of).
I don’t regret doing this. One of the darkest times of my life, yet is now a great story for me in and looking back at my life and that terrible health challenge.
The drug (trade name called Parlodel) eventually made it on the market.
My disease was not life threatening but I was fearful of brain damage from the surgery and a life of blindness.
Sometimes the risk is SO much worth taking.
If it was cancer with a poor prognosis by all know means, I would do a trial. Screw the inconvenience…it’s all about keeping one’s life.
My thoughts are with you. Big hugs.