Tuesday, April 6, 2010

What a Day!!!


SUNDAY, MAY 23, 2010

What a Day !!!

I've had some funny and interesting things happen to me this week. At one point my hair (or lack of) was completely consuming my thoughts and difficult for me to get past, anymore I don't think about it too much. Yesterday I was looking in the mirror and thinking I needed a little color on my body, I know I can't lay in the sun (at least from the chest up) and I don't want to lay in the sun. I have some bronzing lotions that I use sometimes but they are so much maintenance, so I made up my mind that I was going to go get a spray tan, after all as women we all need a little "pick me up" once in awhile. The hot flashes are getting worse, the fatigue and insomnia is not any better maybe doing something for myself will help me feel a little better. First I needed to go grocery shopping, tomorrow is Sunday and I didn't have anything for dinner yet, so off to Walmart I went with my list in hand. On the way into the store I noticed this lady with a huge bouffant hair do thing going on.... on the top of her head, it took me back to the early 70's I remember my mom had hair like that, I immediately thought, how nice that she feels comfortable enough to go out into public. She then disappeared from my sight into the east entrance while I went into the west entrance. I was busy going up and down the aisles getting the ingredients I needed, I looked up as I was putting some diced green chilies in the cart to see the bouffant lady walking straight towards me, I had this feeling she was going to say something to me, yep sure enough hear she comes
Lady: "whoever does your hair does not do a very good job"
then she pulls out a business card and hands it to me
Lady: "Hear is the business card of the lady that does my hair"
I'm thinking seriously? She has got to be kidding me, uh no such luck she was totally serious.. I started to laugh then said
Me: "Um, I have cancer, I didn't cut my hair this way"
then in a very sarcastic voice, as if to say I was the one being rude she says
Lady: "OH...., WELL I Didn't KNOW"
and she walked off with her beehive hair do and her nose in the air.... very, very funny I could not stop laughing at the irony.
That's what I get for judging her hair in the parking lot, I would of never said anything to her but still I did think about her hair and wondered if she had been introduced to the 2000's. Who knows maybe that style is coming back, what do I know? I may have just passed on an incredible opportunity to have my hair done by the latest and most fashionable hairdresser. Styles of clothes are always coming in and out, maybe hair fashion is too.
I left Walmart thinking about getting my spray tan and hoping I would have enough energy after all I needed to do today. Haleigh called and asked me to get her SUBWAY on my way home, when I walked into SUBWAY the lady behind the counter was very exuberantly expressing how much she loved my hair
SUB GIRL: " OH MY GOODNESS, I love your hair"
ME: "Thank you, I appreciate you saying that"
SUB GIRL: "Are you attracted to females?"
at this point I'm thinking this is not going to end well for me I just know it...huge gulp and lump in the throat
ME: "Um, no not really"
SUB GIRL: "That's too bad, you would be a huge turn on at the club I go to, I was going to ask you to go with me tonight"
OK this girl is so excited and smiley I can't help but smile too, I'm just thinking Heavenly Father get me out of this and I promise I will never go in public again, well at least until my hair grows out. ha ha
ME: "Sorry" are you kidding me Monya? that's it? all you could say was sorry? Really at this point I just want to get in my car and get home.
SUB GIRL: "Here let me help you to your car, are you sure you won't reconsider going out tonight?"
I'm wondering does SUBWAY employees usually walk their customers to the car? WOW that was uncomfortable.
This is the 3rd time I have been "hit on" by a women since my hair loss. I guess I'm attractive to the females who like females.
Not sure I will take any comfort in that, but it has really been funny to come home and tell Eric about it. He got a good laugh out of it last night. I love that we have been blessed with the ability to laugh right now.
After this very eventful and entertaining day, I decided it was time for my spray tan. I was so nervous I have never done anything Like this before and I was afraid I would come out looking like a big PUMPKIN.... then I thought who cares it can't really get any worse, and besides I've decided since we never know what turn our lives will take I am going to take risks and do things I always wanted to do but was too afraid to try. I did it and I got some color, and I might even do it again someday.

WEDNESDAY, MAY 19, 2010

19 years clean

Tonight I was in between classes at the gym, and woman who was in my 1st class came up to me and introduced herself as Kim. She said she wanted me to know she had been watching me the past few weeks and wanted to say something to me but was not sure what. She said "my heart goes out to you every time I see you, I am a breast cancer survivor too, and I had the same hairdo as you have" and we both laughed. I asked her how many years it has been ..... her response was "19 years" she had stage 1 ductile carcinoma and they caught it early. I love to hear those stories, I realize that my VILLAIN was far more advanced and aggressive but it gives me hope that I will be around for a long time.
I am not quite where I was endurance wise a year ago but I can actually feel my muscles getting stronger, exercise is incredibly therapeutic for me. There have been a few times during working out that I have broke down and cried, how can I ever explain to anyone how it feels to be alive and be able to do what I love? Those tears are tears of joy that only I can understand.

MONDAY, MAY 17, 2010

Life Goes On

For a couple of weeks now I have been experiencing HOT FLASHES, seriously? It's so annoying, at first I thought it was just because our house was warm and I needed to turn the air down, that's not it. I think I could be living in an Igloo in a snow storm and the flashes would still come. Doctor Northfelt said that the chemo sometimes throws women into menopause, or it kills your ovaries temporarily and makes your body think you are in menopause, then all of a sudden a few months down the road they start producing estrogen again. Chemo does some strange things to bodies, both of my big toes went black after I finished chemo, I was talking to some other women and they all said they experienced the same thing. Insomnia is another side effect to chemo and radiation, I have a hard time sleeping, well actually I have a hard time staying asleep my mind wonders. The skin around the 6 areas they radiated is so dry and red, also I am still experiencing fatigue and exhaustion. I'm not complaining I really just want to journal everything that is happening so I will never forget. Speaking of forgetting, I was in my spinning class the other day and realized that there is not a minute of the day that goes by that I don't think about the VILLAIN, I'm hoping that I never forget but that I will be able to function eventually without it consuming my every thought. It's a scary thing, probably one of the scariest health diagnosis a women could get. Until my diagnosis I never thought about the VILLAIN, I was more worried about Eric and his health, always thinking that I need to eat healthy and exercise so if something happens to him I will be here for my kids. I never, ever imagined the VILLAIN would be a part of my life. Now when I think about it, I think why not me? One in 8 women will receive the same diagnosis that I did. Life goes on, every life is important and the experiences we have in life is what makes us who we are.

THURSDAY, MAY 13, 2010

Last Day Of Radiation

I finished radiation, it was so hard to say good-bye to the staff in the radiation department. I have never met people who are more compassionate and kind, what a wonderful experience it has been to know that 5 days a week for 6 weeks I knew I was going to be greeted by people who genuinely care and understand. This staff treated me more like a friend than a patient, I loved them all.
There is something not right about radiation though, I'm not quite sure how it works, meaning that when I go into the room and they get me all situated they leave the room and shut the huge metal door so they don't get radiated... huh? how can that be good for your body? kinda weird how it works. I'm sure if they had a special light to check the levels of radiation in your body mine would like up like a christmas tree. At Mayo they call us the GLOW club... seriously??
My skin is so sunburned, well actually radiation burned ha ha.... I thought I would make it through without getting burned... what was I thinking? Under my arm where the lymph nodes were radiated feels like I have a 2nd degree burn and my breast is also burned and swollen. The last 2 weeks it has gotten worse, the swelling is weird ... when I put my arm down I can feel my breast on my arm..... ladies if you have no boobs and you thought you wanted melons .... you don't, I'm still not sure why Heidi Montag would want to change her cute body, I heard her say on a 20/20 episode that she wants to now go from a F cup to a G cup..... ewww that makes me sick .... I don't think any of us realize how much we take for granted.
On the last day of radiation Patients are encouraged to ring the bell so everyone knows it is your last day, and I did, I rang is loud and long.
Ringing The Bell

Saying Goodbye was Hard I will miss them


Ready For Radiation

Radiation/Oncology Building

Mayo Clinic Scottsdale Campus
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WEDNESDAY, MAY 12, 2010

Ditch the Hats



I remember saying once (long before I knew I had the VILLAIN) "I would never wear a wig if I ever got cancer" After my diagnosis knowing that soon chemo would start and I would lose my hair, I talked with Eric about it. He really wanted me to get a wig, so off to the wig store I went (after all the insurance company was paying for it) This is the conversation between Eric and I
Eric: " I really think you should get a wig"
Me: "No way, why?"
Eric: " well I think it would be fun to have a brunette or redhead for a wife, and think about how much fun we could have walking through the mall or at a restaurant, someone sees me with a redhead or brunette, instantly text messages you to let you know I am cheating on you"
Me: "ha ha, OK as fun as that sounds, 1st off I don't think brunettes or redheads are better than blonde's , and 2ND off if someone we knew saw you with another woman I doubt that their first inclination would be to text me, but I'm glad you think you could get caught so easily"
Eric: "I'm just kidding, you are the love of my life"
Me:"good answer, but I am not wearing a wig"

I did end up getting a wig $700.00 later, (totally covered by insurance) it has hung on a Styrofoam head in my room for 9 months now. It's kinda scary when you walk in the room and see it. Oh well, maybe someday I will put it on and wear it for Eric, however it is the same color of my original hair, so nothing exciting.
So I finally ditched the hats, I have to admit it was a little bit harder than I thought it would be. I think if I hear one more person say "at least you have the perfect shaped head" I'm going to throw up. I know, everyone know I look weird and funny right now but it's getting so hot and the hats make my head sweat. Going out in public without the protection of my hats is hard....but I'm getting used to all the stares I get ha ha
I know I'm scary looking to little children, it's kinda funny to see their reactions, they are staring so hard they run into things, and then I've heard a few say to their parents "mom, why is that lady bald?" a lot of adults pass me in the store with slight glances trying to act like nothing is wrong or different, as if to say "if I don't look at her then she doesn't exist" ha ha HELLO
I do exist and I do have feelings ..... I love the people who smile at me and say "you look beautiful" it means they recognize that I'm going through treatment. When people who come up and hug me and tell me they have been through it or someone they know has been through it I love it. It's comforting to me to have people ask what type of VILLAIN I have or how long I have been in treatment, it shows that they care and that they see me. My favorite is a lady who walked up to me and said
"did you do your hair like that on purpose?" I was so shocked I said back to her "why, does this shirt make me look bald?"
(I had on a relay for life shirt) ha ha all I can do is laugh, it is funny you know it is, its ok to laugh. I make fun of myself all the time, maybe its my way of coping but it does help.
I'm sad to say goodbye to all of my hats, but happy about the prospect of new hair and a new life. These pictures are for me to remember the hats that gave me some comfort on the days when I needed it to go out in public, my friend made all the rosettes for me I had so many to choose from everyday thanks Amy.





TUESDAY, MAY 11, 2010

Anti Cancer


I had an appointment with Dr. Northfelt (my oncologist) he walked in and rubbed the top of my head, I looked up at him and he had a huge smile on his face then said "looks good, I like the new hair"
He wanted to see me this week and explain about the next step in my treatments. It's hormone therapy, estrogen treatment. Since he is not sure if I am pre-menopausal or post menopausal it is hard to determine how to proceed. He said sometimes chemo therapy will put a woman into menopause, kill the ovaries. He is running some blood tests to check, it's some type of genetics testing, completely different than the genetics testing I had when I was 1st diagnosed. We will know in 10 days. I asked him when he is going to tell me I am VILLAIN free.... unfortunately, he said for Breast Cancer patients doctors cannot tell a patient that they are VILLAIN free, he said he would feel good about telling me that when I am seeing him in his office in 30 years. He explained to me that when I had my mastectomy it would be nice for doctors to be able to say the VILLAIN is gone since they removed my breasts, however if that were the case then he would of not ordered for me to have chemo and radiation, he said I would never put you through that if I truly thought the VILLAIN was gone from your body.
I believe I'm VILLAIN free but he will not say it. I came home and did some research on-line about remission and breast cancer, everything I found says Dr. Northfelt is right, I may have some cancer cells in my body that will show up later, but until and if that happens I am going to live a healthy happy life, not being restricted to constantly thinking about the VILLAIN.
Before he left the room he gave me a big hug and told me to keep fighting. He gave me the name of a book that he thinks I should read, I ordered it on Amazon today. It's written by a doctors who has had cancer twice. I'm excited to read it.

MONDAY, MAY 10, 2010

Mother's Day Weekend








WOW it's been awhile since I've blogged, my Internet has not allowed me to get on ..... So here is the update: Eric, Haleigh and I left on Friday after my radiation appointment to visit with Kaitlyn and Brian in Utah. Their house is so cute and totally reflects her personality. On Saturday morning we went to the Gateway Mall in Salt Lake City where the Susan G. Koman VILLAIN walk started and ended. The entire Wright family including spouses walked, with the exception of one of Brian's sisters Tori. Jamie Patterson, Kelsie Webster, Emily Brinton and Willi Nixon all walked with us too. There were over 20,000 people walking/running. I am not quite up to running yet but I was proud of myself for being able to walk the entire 5k. It was an overwhelming sight to look up the road and witness a sea of white and pink VILLAIN shirts. I loved being able to catch up with all of those girls, you know get the scoop on who's dating who and all, they are all so cute and I love them for supporting such a great cause. I also really enjoyed talking with Brian's family, they are such a great family, always supportive and kind. When the race ended they had all the survivors (who were wearing PINK) parade in together and stand on the steps for a tribute and picture. It was amazing to look around and see pink shirts surrounding me, knowing each one of these women have a story, they each are part of this world I live in. They truly do understand and the tears are real as they run down our cheeks.
I was searching the crowd for Eric, my eyes connected with his, he was crying, this was touching him in a different way then it touched me. The world that he lives in as a care-giver is a different world than even I understand, and those around him could understand his tears because as I looked out in the crowd many were crying, they were shedding tears not only for someone they know who has survived the VILLAIN but for themselves having been the one who desperately stood by watching their loved one go through pain that they cannot fix. It hit me that Eric is a fixer, he wants me to be happy and always has wanted to protect me and fix what is wrong .... this VILLAIN he could not fix, how hard that must be on him.
What a great couple of days we had with Kaitlyn, Brian and his family. We got on a flight early Sunday morning so we could talk to Blake on Mother's Day. It was so nice to hear his voice and know he is doing well and enjoying his mission. I think he was happy to talk to us too. The language is really coming along for him and he likes his companion a lot. I told him to not worry about me I am doing so good and the Lord is truly blessing us because of his service. This was such a good weekend for me, thank you to all my children who make me want to be a better person, who constantly surprise me with their strength and unconditional love. I Love You!!!!

TUESDAY, MAY 4, 2010

B-is for Brady B-Strong

One of the positive things that has come out of my diagnosis with the VILLAIN is the opportunity to meet some of the strongest, bravest people I know. Every time I go to the MAYO, the grocery store or MALL I am blessed to meet people who will forever stay in my prayers and in my heart. Last week, at a pizza shop in Tempe, Eric and I met a man who I have been thinking about everyday since. He noticed that we had a relay for life sticker in our car and that I was bald, he approached Eric and asked about my VILLAIN, as he and Eric talked I was in the distance and could tell they were talking about me. The man introduced himself and immediately started to cry, I hugged him and he told me of his 2 year old son who was diagnosed with a rare VILLAIN at age 3 months. He told me that Brady is the youngest to ever be diagnosed and what a struggle it has been as a parent to watch his child go through the agony he has had to endure over the past 2 years. Brady has been put under over 80 times in his short life. He has a breathing tube through his nose, he does not know what it is like to run outside and play, he will never be able to do the normal things in life that we all take for granted. My heart ached for this man, both Eric and I got emotional and cried as he spoke. It's a lot easier to handle when adults are diagnosed, a child that young does not understand what is happening to them, for Brady this is his life, he has never known anything different. The man took a bracelet off his arm and gave it to me, it said on it B-is for Brady B-Strong!!
Thinking about Brady this week, made me think about the Savior and the agony and suffering he went through in the Garden of Gethsemane. His Father had to watch HIS son go through the worse pain any person has ever had to endure, and Heavenly Father could of taken it all away and stopped it at any time but he didn't because it was all part of the plan. I'm sure that the FATHER suffered along with HIS son knowing the pain he was going through.
As we go through our trials I'm sure that Heavenly Father looks down on us all and wants to take away the pain, he feels our anguish, and he has the power to take it all away but he doesn't because this too is part of his plan. How we endure, who we become through our trials is all part of HIS plan.

SUNDAY, MAY 2, 2010

Curing Cancer, Dancer by Dancer






Through the last 4 weeks of radiation one of the thoughts that has kept me from going crazy is that I knew Kaitlyn was coming to visit this weekend. Haleigh had her final dance recital at Highland High on Thursday and Friday night and Kaitlyn wanted to be here for it. When I picked up Kaitlyn from the airport she got in the front seat then suddenly the back door opened and it was Brian, they surprised us all with him coming. What a wonderful end to a long week. We had the most relaxing weekend, I'm sad now that they're gone. I miss Kaitlyn and Brian so much and look forward to the day when they will move back to Arizona.
Friday night not only was I on cloud nine having Kaitlyn and Brian in town I was happily surprised when I went to the school dance recital. Haleigh is a senior this year and is also the President of One Image (the dance team) at Highland. She has been working so hard on the recital, we had no idea exactly what she was working on until we got settled in our seats and the program began. The theme this year was Curing Cancer, Dancer by Dancer. Haleigh wanted us to be surprised, so she didn't tell us anything about the recital. It was such an emotional night for both Eric and I. Haleigh dedicated one of her dances to me and called it Monya's Song she danced to the song that is playing on my blog . She told me later that she hand picked all the girls that danced with her and that she knew I loved all those girls, she knew they would dance like it was their last dance, and they did it was beautiful. Eric and I were touched by her spirit, this is her senior year and she has had to deal with her mom having the VILLAIN the entire year, never complaining. I could tell that this journey of ours has really effected her. This is what she wrote in the program as a dedication to me:

This dance is dedicated to my mom who was diagnosed last year with breast cancer. She is the strongest person I've ever met and I look up to her so much. Thank you for being the best mom in the world, I love you.

It was overwhelming to see her with such courage and strength as she cried while she danced. She is not a huge emotional person, in fact I have seen her be so quiet during the last year, I have been worried that she was not processing anything that was happening. I was wrong she was, she just wanted to be strong for me. It's amazing to me the love families can have for each other, the support my children give to one another. I thought it was so sweet for Kaitlyn and Brian to fly down from Utah just to see Haleigh dance one last time. Kayla, Jeremy and Recker were there, my good friend Jenny her daughter and husband Ashley and Scott Petty and Jamie Patterson all sat with us supporting Hales, the only thing better would of been to have Blake there too. I truly am blessed to have wonderful children, not perfect but wonderful, I am also blessed to have friends who are beautiful inside and out and who support me through the good and bad I love you and you know who you are, thank you!!!

 

Monday, April 5, 2010

First Radiation Appointment

 


MONDAY, APRIL 5, 2010

1st Radiation Appointment

I entered Mayo Clinic today, wondering what was ahead of me. Waiting for my name to be called, I talked to a woman waiting on her husband who had his radiation treatment. Her daughter also had breast cancer 2 years ago; she spoke about how her hair grew back curly and beautiful. It's been so long since I have had hair, and I wonder how long it will take and what it will look like? 

As my mind wandered off, I heard my name over the loudspeaker... my stomach turned, and I got up to meet Chris. He will be with me in radiation today. After getting my gown on, I was taken to a vast room. A table connected to a massive machine is in the middle of the room. I now have 5 tattoos the size of freckles where they will radiate. My right arm is up above my head. It is painful; I have not had my arm above my head for that long time since before my mastectomy.
The technicians set up my body so that all the beams would radiate precisely where they were supposed to, and I was told not to move. When the lights went out, and the technicians left the room, I felt like I was in a Sci-Fi movie. The colossal round machine above my head moved and made noises, red and green beams penetrated my breasts. The technicians come in and out, rearranging the device and continuing to tell me not to move. The machine rotates entirely around my body, and the beams radiate each spot a few times. When it was all over, I had been in the same position for 40 minutes, and it was difficult to straighten out my arm and get off the table. My chest and face feel hot and now are red.
On my drive home, I contemplated all that I had gone through thus far in my life. My life has changed, that's for sure, and it will never be the same. I have been really studying and trying to learn more about hope. Not really wholly knowing what hope was until now, I think I have a better understanding of trusting that the Lord will fulfill his promises to me. You work through your trials with confidence, patience, and optimism when you have HOPE. HOPE helps me to overcome discouragement.

Saturday, April 3, 2010

Parenting

SATURDAY, APRIL 3, 2010

Parenting

I'm sitting in a quiet home. I just finished watching the conference.  I am thinking about Haleigh today. She is in Guatemala with Habitat for Humanity, building homes. During the past 6 months, she has been through so much watching me struggle with the VILLAIN, so I am glad that she can get away. On Thursday, she spoke at Seminary General Conference. She was asked by Brother Chatwin last week to speak about overcoming adversity. Eric and I went to listen to her speak, she did an incredible job, and I was very touched by her spirit and maturity as she spoke. It is hard to believe she is my baby and that she is graduating this year from High School. It seems the years have flown by. All of my children are growing up so quickly that sometimes I wish I could slow things down.
When I look back on the years of raising my children, I know there were mistakes we made, but I am grateful for those times, for we were taught important lessons by the Lord in those times. Many mothers and fathers wish to do a few things differently. If we didn't make a few mistakes, how could we grow and learn what the Lord wants us to? Those years of growing and learning help us to be better grandparents. We never stop learning, and I am so grateful for that.
When Kayla got married, I was so grateful that she and Jeremy would live close by and looked forward to her and Jeremy's visits; now, I look forward to seeing Kayla, Jeremy, and Recker. They are such great parents and now will raise their children in the Gospel and teach them to follow the Prophet and listen to their leaders; they will teach them to pray and fast, give primary talks, bear testimony, and serve missions.
When Blake left on his mission, it was bitter-sweet for me and still is. Leaving him at the MTC in Provo was so hard. I watched him walk away with the other Elders knowing I would not see him for 2 years. When I got home from Utah, I entered Blakes's bedroom, sat on his bed, and cried. Each letter and email that comes from him reassures me that he is where he should be. One of his recent letters to me said, "mom, when President Bednar visited us, his wife spoke, and this is what she said... If every Elder is the missionary that they think their mom wants them to be, they will be successful" then he said "don't worry about me mom, I am trying to be the missionary you want me to be" Oh how I miss him, the Lord is watching over him and helping him, I know when he returns home he will be the man that he knows he can be.
Kaitlyn lives in Utah with her husband, Brian. The day she left our home, we were so sad. She and Blake have always brought humor into our home, and I miss her laughter. Now that Haleigh is the only child at home (and she is rarely home), it is quiet. I have learned that each of my children has survived haha...we, Eric and I, have survived, haha... I don't think parenting ever ends. Motherhood is the best thing I have ever done in my life, and I am proud of each one of them; not that Eric and I have been the best parents in the world, but because they have each learned to listen with their hearts.

LABELS: CANCER, JOURNALING 

Wednesday, March 31, 2010

Mayo Medical Journal

 

WEDNESDAY, MARCH 31, 2010

Mayo medical Journal

Today I went to see Dr. Kreymerman. He's my reconstruction surgeon. We have a good relationship. It's fun to visit with him. Since December, I hadn't seen him when I had my last expansion. He called while I was on Spring Break and wanted to see me since chemo was over. He had the biggest smile on his face when he walked into the room. He walked right up to me, gave me a big hug, and said he missed me. I don't know about you, but I have never had a doctor hug me and say he missed me before. First, he sat and asked how I was doing, then we just talked about life and the new medical reform. haha


He's a wise man. I think he will figure out a 5-year plan, which might include moving to another country. I told him I really didn't want to have to go visit him in India. I really love him as a doctor; he is kind and compassionate. 

I hate to see what happens when the new bill just signed by President Obama goes into effect. What type of health care will we have? Dr.Kreymerman told me today that many of his colleagues have already said (including him) that they will retire and move to another country to practice medicine. He told me today that there are 3,000,000 people in Canada, and there are over 1,000,000 people on a waiting list for surgery. He has a patient who has uterine cancer. The doctors in Canada told her she was not worth them caring for her since she only had a 5-year life span. WHAT? are you kidding me right now? Uterine cancer is easy to take care of, and 5 years is a long time to wait. They could treat her, and she could live for 50 more years....not worth it? A year ago, she sold her house and everything she owned, moved to Arizona to see Dr. Kreymerman, and is now alive and doing fine. OK, enough of that.....


Dr. Kreymerman told me that he would like me to be in the Mayo Medical Journal they are writing. I asked why? He laughed and said, "because you are my favorite patient".... ha ha ha .... "well, I know that, but what is the journal about?" He replied, "You are only one of two patients that Mayo Clinic has ever had a successful nipple restoration on, and there are only 50 doctors in the United States who perform this surgery; I am one of them" "Oh so this journal is about you?" he laughed and said "No, but it does help that my name is going to be next to yours in the journal" I agreed to do it, my name will not be mentioned. Still, my breasts will be on display and they took tons of pictures today, no facial pictures. The success of nipple restoration is to show patients who do not have to have radiation that they can restore and keep their own nipples.

At the beginning of my journey when I was first diagnosed with the VILLAIN the doctors did not think I needed radiation. After my mastectomy is when we found out the VILLAIN had spread. Dr. Kreymerman had already performed the nipple-sparing. I asked him today if the radiation will affect the surgery he did and his reply was "It's a crapshoot, we will see."

Radiation burns skin, it's a good chance it will burn the nipples right off, so all the work Dr.Kreymerman did may not work. That's OK, I know he wants it to be successful after radiation, but I am not so worried about my nipples; I am just glad to be alive and pray that radiation will be successful. I will see Dr. Kreymerman two months after my radiation, and start planning for the rest of my reconstruction.


Tonight when I pray I will thank Heavenly Father for my life, and for guiding me to Dr. Kreymerman he is MY FAVORITE and he knows what he is doing. Eric and I prayed about where to go for treatments and Eric was answered, Mayo Clinic has been wonderful for me. I also will continue to ask for guidance and to help my pain go away. I need Him to help me be strong during the rest of these treatments. Today was a good day, I look forward to seeing Dr. Kreymerman July or August.

Monday, March 29, 2010

Reflections in the Mirror

 

MONDAY, MARCH 29, 2010

Reflections in the Mirror

With all this good news in my life, I have been feeling good and happy the past couple of days. I will enjoy this time right now. I have been so homesick for Blake but have decided that the Lord can take much better care of him than I can, so I need to for now and let the Lord do his thing. In May, I will talk to him again and then turn him back to the Lord. Thank you, Tamy, for your Advice. It's a good thing I only had one son. The Lord knew it would be too hard for me to send them off for 2 years.

Have you ever looked at yourself in the mirror naked, like after you get out of the shower? Usually, I run into my closet and quickly get dressed, but today I stared at myself for 15 minutes; WOW, things have changed over the years. Are we as women ever 100% happy with our bodies? Even when I was running every day and exercising like a maniac, I was not satisfied with what my body looked like. But today, as I looked into my eyes, I saw a different woman who has endured many trials in her life that should count for some of those wrinkles I have on my face. I know a woman with much faith and love for her family and friends more than ever before. I love people I never would have given the time of day to before. Not because I didn't care for them but simply because I felt I didn't have time. I see an imperfect body, maybe even a little sick and frail, but inside that poor body, I see a stronger woman, willing to stand up for her beliefs at any cost, even if I'm the only one standing. Today, I can look past the imperfections and understand that imperfection is in all of us. The Lord does not expect us to be perfect. He expects us to come unto him and love one another. Interesting to me, since it is so hard to love what they see in the mirror staring back at them. I never thought I would love the woman staring back at me, but I do, even with my bald head and fair face, with no eyelashes or eyebrows. The past 8 months have brought to light a new perspective on life. Too bad I waited 47 years to come to a clear understanding of who I am. I wish I could talk to all young women and tell them don't wait for something tragic to happen in their life. Be faithful and strong now, come to see yourself like the Lord sees you- BEAUTIFUL- HE loves each one of us, and even though we all look different when we know who we are, we learn that in the Lord's eye, it does not matter, because we were created by him, and He is unconditional love.

Wednesday, March 24, 2010

Good News

WEDNESDAY, MARCH 24, 2010

Good News

When I get labs taken I usually have to wait at Mayo Clinic for an hour and a half to get the results to my doctor before my appointment. When that happens the last couple of times I like to journal about what I see and how I am feeling. 

I went to the cafeteria and purchased a salad and water bottle, I pulled out my debit card and for some reason, it was declined twice, the little old man working at the register looked at me and said "no problem, just take your food, I don't like to see people go without food" at this point I'm thinking "is he serious?" Then he said it again I thanked him and off I went to my usual seat in the corner where I can see the clock and watch everyone who comes in and out. 

I'm really restless and nervous today about not only the lab results but also about my life. Today when I entered the Mayo Clinic building the smell of sickness hit me when I stepped off the elevator onto the chemo floor. I can still smell it here in the lunchroom too. It makes my stomach turn, seriously? I often think, what am I doing here? I drink my water but throw away the salad, it was not as good as I thought it would be.

Everyone in this room is 70 or more years old, with the exception of one guy who is sitting close to me, his entire face is red, when he turns to look at me he has a huge and I mean huge (the entire right side of his face)tumor on his face, he is probably in his 20's, he is alone, where is his mother?

I thought to myself "I wonder if he looks at me and thinks, "Boy I'm glad I have all my hair?" because when I looked at him I thought "geez, I'm grateful I don't have to deal with that" My thoughts go to my own son who is serving a mission in the Dominican Republic, he is about this boys age. Oh how I miss Blake, I am looking forward to Mothers Day when I can hear his voice. I'm sure being away from his family right now has been really hard on him. In every email I receive he says he prays for me all day long, and today I am wanting to cash in on all the prayers that have gone out for me.

Now I am staring at the clock it moves so slow, 20 more minutes until I check in to see Dr. Northfelt. Sometimes it feels like my life is in slow motion, I have always lived fast pace something to do or someone to take care of every day.

When I am in public I look around at all people who are healthy and wonder if I remember what it feels like to NOT be sick, I'm jealous. I head to the oncology department to check in.
The nurse called my name and I went with her.

1st blood pressure perfect; 

2nd weigh-in I lost 8 pounds (good) 

3rd waiting again in the room for my oncologist Dr. Northfelt. It's freezing in here the nurse brings me a warmed blanket. The doctor comes in with a big smile:
Dr, Northfelt: "your labs came back NORMAL"
me: "what does that mean"
dr: "it means something you are doing is working. I had a whole new regimen lined up for you to start this week, I have never seen anyone go from the lowest white blood counts and platelets to normal that quickly, we are very pleased" I left his office knowing exactly "what I was doing" relying on prayers and fasting, it works! The 1st phone call I made was to Eric, we both cried happy tears.

My sister Sonya told me earlier today that her family was fasting and praying today for me. The faith of so many people is a powerful thing, I know I have a long road still but today I am celebrating good news. Eric came home from work picked me up and we ate a salad at WILDFLOWER BREAD CO. I think it was perfect, especially since my salad at Mayo was not as good as I thought it would be.

Oh yeah, and today was email day, Blake is doing incredible, six months out yesterday.

Saturday, March 20, 2010

Mexico Spring Break

 

SATURDAY, MARCH 20, 2010

Mexico Spring Break 2010

Mysti and I downtown

Me with the local culture

Mysti Ivy and Eric

Eric and I shared a drink.

Anthony Gruninger, Ivy Bryton, Maddy Taylor Haleigh, and Emily are all in the back seat of Eric's truck.

Mysti, Taylor, Maddy, Bryton, Ivy, Me, Kaitlyn, Haleigh, and Emily


Kaitlyn and Brian

Me, Haleigh, and Eric

Maddy Haleigh Taylor Emily

Kaitlyn and Brian, Eric and I

This week for me, has been the most relaxing wonderful spring break I can ever remember having. Eric and I invited Mysti Brown and her 4 girls to join us at our condos in Mexico. Saturday morning at 4 am, we left. Eric told Mysti to be on time, or if she was to arrive at our house at 4:01, we would be gone. We have an ongoing joke with Mysti about being on time (she is notorious for being late). We wanted to go early to have an extra day to enjoy Kaitlyn and Brian. They had to leave Tuesday to make their flight home. I was so happy that they could come from Utah to be with us and really sad that Kayla, Jeremy, and Recker could not come because Jeremy had to work. I miss my little grandson Recker and can't wait to see him when we get home.
This has honestly been the best therapy. My goal was to get away from the VILLAIN or distract myself for a week, long enough to laugh and enjoy my family and friends. Every day has been a distraction, fun-filled, good food, and incredibly relaxing. 

The VILLAIN is next to impossible to stop thinking about (especially when I am the only one on the beach or at the pool with no hair). I spent a lot of time in the condo relaxing. I was at the beach with everyone one day, and the Mexican vendors were walking the beach. One of them approached us and asked us if we wanted our hair braided, and I took off my hat and said, "how much?" we laughed. It was so therapeutic that even the vendor laughed.


Before we left, I was worried about whether or not Mysti and her girls would be "weirded out" if I walked around the condo with no hat. Exposing my bald head is something I am sensitive about. I know I have posted pictures of myself on my blog but seeing it in person is different from seeing it alive, walking around talking. I asked Mysti if it would be ok or if she thought her girls would be affected by it. Mysti being the sweet, wonderful friend that she is, looked at me and said, "of course, it will be ok" Still, even with her support, I felt like taking my hat off and walking into a room of people would be extremely difficult. I now have lost all my eyelashes, so I look even balder, but I did it. I took off the hat, and Mysti and her cute girls made me feel like nothing was wrong like I was just an average person, and for one week, I felt like I was one of the girls. I have not had that much fun or laughed so hard in over 8 months. It felt so good to know that part of my personality was back that I could not think about the VILLAIN and, for 7 days, enjoy my life.

Mysti and her girls, Emily Holicky, Eric, and Haleigh, were fun. Mysti and I have been friends for over 20 years. I love her so much. We have been through many things with our children, many, many trips for dance with the girls, and her son Wyley I love like my own son, he and Blake have been friends for years. We have laughed and indeed cried together. We have shared experiences that have bonded us together as friends for eternity. She is always willing to serve other people. I love that about her. During this time of my VILLAIN experience, I have appreciated her so much for her service to my family. She brings out the silliness in me, and I was so glad she was there for this trip especially.

The week before we left for the trip, I had a doctor's appointment with my oncologist. I was told that my white blood counts were extremely low, and the doctor said to me that they were concerned that the chemo did not work as they had hoped. I came home and cried to Eric about it but decided not to post anything about it until we got home from the trip and had time to tell our children and family. I was upset when the doctor told me I cried, and she actually cried with me, which is unusual because she has never shown any emotion. (she is  my oncologists assistant) We were hoping not to have to see any doctors in March, but so far, it looks like I will only have last week off. I need to go back this week for more blood work, then we will know more. I am hopeful that the results this week will be better. I continue to pray and ask the Lord to bless my family and help me understand his plan for me.

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Tuesday, March 9, 2010

My Smile Experiment

TUESDAY, MARCH 9, 2010

My Smile Experiment

Mayo Clinic rebooked my appointment that they canceled last week at the last minute. I went by myself today. I decided when I woke up that today I would make eye contact with as many people as I could and just simply smile at them.

This is what I saw today at Mayo Clinic a blind man with his seeing-eye dog getting into the elevator with me, I did smile but instead of eye contact I said "hello, how are you today?" He replied, "Good, thank you for asking." 

As I waited in the beautifully decorated waiting room I looked around and saw so many sick people, everyone in their own world. I wondered what each person was there for. I overheard the lady sitting next to me telling her friend that this is the end, she does not have much time left, and she is dying. My eyes filled with tears as I listened to her heartfelt worry for her life. The nurse called her name for chemo, and off she went. I looked into the eyes of a lady in a pink breast cancer baseball hat, her hair was gone just like mine, I smiled and she smiled back with a nod of her head as if to say "I understand" and then they called my name. Off I went for my lab work, I smiled at Liz who was my nurse today she smiled and said "how are you, and why are you walking so slow?" I explained to her about the neuropathy and she hugged me with a sincere strong hug, I teared up again. ( I do that a lot now) Today because I know the people at ayo are in my world they understand what it means, I don't have to explain.

I had an hour and 40 minutes until my next appointment so I went to the Mayo Clinic cafeteria to grab some lunch. I watched a lady yell at the person working at the grill, she was upset with him because he forgot to give her a pickle, she looked at me and shrugged her shoulders wanting me to agree with her disgust. I just smiled and she looked away. As I walked to my seat I saw a man and woman sitting together, she was in a wheelchair and very crippled, she could not hold her head up. I smiled at him and he smiled back. I watched as many couples or friends discussed their medical issues over lunch, one couple I watched never talked or even looked at each other.

In that room, there was not one person who was my age or younger. I watched an older couple sharing lunch, he was careful to split the cheesecake right down the middle and give her 1/2 then he made sure not to start his lunch until he knew she was comfortable and happy, they laughed and enjoyed their time together. I watched Mayo Clinic volunteers walking around to each table asking if they could help take trays, or if anyone needed water. Then a man walked by who distracted me, he had a ponytail down the middle of his back, I wondered when mine would be that long again, and why his was... haha. I saw angry people, sad people, tears, some with hair, and some without.

My experiment today came to the conclusion that most people smiled at me no matter what their condition some even indulged in conversation with me. The ones who didn't quickly look away as if I had just injected them with some deadly disease. I'm not sure what makes people happy or sad, but I do know it's curable because it's a choice.

I decided today to be happy I was not the lady in the wheelchair who will never walk again, the woman who will never hold her head up to see the beautiful blue sky, or the man who walks with a seeing-eye dog because he is blind. Be grateful you can comb your hair every day ---even on a bad hair day, be glad you have hair, never take for granted your legs if you can walk or run with no pain you are lucky, if you can hold a baby in your arms or write to a missionary...you are blessed to have hands and arms that work. If you have a mouth you can smile, and maybe your smile will save the life of someone who is feeling depressed or lonely, thinking they have nothing to live for. Every day we all make a choice when we wake up...am I going to be happy and serve someone else today, or will I waste the day doing insignificant things, being angry at things that in the eternal scheme of things really do not matter, at the end of the day can we say "I made a difference today?" I want to make a difference, be it even within the walls of my own home, don't look back, look to tomorrow to make those changes wake up in the morning, and do something worthwhile, close each night knowing you made a difference. Never let your knees tire of bending and asking for the help you need, ask HIM to guide you to those who need help.

LABELS: CANCER, JOURNALING, MAYO FRIENDS,  

Saturday, March 6, 2010

Recker

 

SATURDAY, MARCH 6, 2010

Recker







I am now 'The' official babysitter for the most beautiful little boy in the world. Kayla had to go back to work last week, and she brings Recker over around 6 in the morning. 

Papa Eric plays with Recker and loves the time he spends with him in the mornings. Usually, around 8:00 AM, Papa brings Recker to me so he can get off to work. 

It is a perfect match, Recker and me. He still sleeps a lot, and I still sleep a lot, so we do it together. He is a really easy baby to take care of. Heavenly Father knew I needed this little guy to help me get through the "junk" in my life. I love every minute I spend with him. He recognizes us now and loves to have his clothes off. Recker loves when bonbon gives him a bubble bath, I sing his songs favorite song, and he always perks up at one particular part f the music. When we make funny noises, Recker smiles. I love when he sticks his tongue out when he smiles, and he has a little dimple next to his right lip...so cute.

Can you tell I am a proud bonbon?

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