An Unexpected Sign

Was it the "Jesus sun" I mentioned earlier this week? 

I woke late to sun beaming through our window directly into my eyes, blinding me almost. The rays did not bother, but made me smile and and teary. 

A sign to me after a rough week for others and myself in many ways. 

Praying for the warmth and joy of the sun to rain down upon my dear friend and her family today as farewells are said, and all days filled with memories, smiles, sadness, and longing. 

And God said, “Let there be lights in the expanse of the heavens to separate the day from the night. And let them be for SIGNS and for seasons, and for days and years"

Genesis 1:14

Friends, Cancer-a-versaries, Secret Whispers

Wow!  Nearly a month has passed since my last update here.  In my mind, I've updated many times, but in real life, apparently not so much!

I have been busy, busy, busy!

I WAS able to make my "girls" weekend in Michigan.  When I say girls, I'm not talking 2 or 3.  I'm talking 20-30 of my smokin' hot sisters from college.  Women I lived with, some for 4 years.  Most of the women I have not seen in nearly 20 years.  Due to our closeness and friendship in college, and our sharing a "HOME" for years, a decade or two may pass, but it seems to be only a moment.  My sorority is not one that you see labeled on cars, spread across the country.  'Tis one encased in history, legacy, and uniquity.  Soronian, Iota Kappa Omicron, is the oldest inter-collegiate sorority in the US.  Our House, Sperry Hall, is a historical landmark, that encompasses beauty from the 1st to the 3rd floor, and keeps the fun down below.

Sperry Hall

 

Some of "my pledges"                                    Tiffany & Me reminiscing!

     

<3                  Mary Margaret Dean Ellis... we hold so much love

 

Peanut, Tiffany, and me... wondering why Mott still looks the same 20 years later!

This weekend was what I needed, I just did not fully realize this until I saw my girls.  

On my way to MI and home, I was beyond lucky to steal some time with my parents, my sister Pam and her girls, and my sister Laurie and her family.  While all too short, I'll take the moments.  Plus, Grammy cooked.  Something about my mother's cooking fuels the soul, warms the heart, and refills my strength.  Somehow I cannot get enough of her time.  

Had some adult fun, 2 weekends ago.  While I did not win the $10,000 I was close!  As my pal Foster said, "bullshit" is how I felt when my name was the 189th drawn... rat bastards!  I had my fun, enjoyed some Pirate Punch, and was thrilled at the opportunity to attend.  Grateful for our friends that bought our ticket for us.  It was medicine the doctor had not ordered, but much needed!

Cancer tx has been a bumpy ride as of late.  Another round of neutropenic precautions, but this time, I pushed the system and was able to work, just in isolation.  I had a fun time working at Central Office.  Made lovely friends, and accomplished many tasks for others while working on restoring.  My platelets continue to be a pickle, but came up enough last week for me to have chemo.  

Ah, chemo.  My last tx was 2/12/14.  All was going well, until.... the switch to my Carboplatin.  Nothing like a good anaphylactic reaction to get you going.  Despite having it 2 times prior, it seems that my system is not a fan.  Quick response nurses, and a doctor that must have sprinting experience, most everything was remedied within 5 minutes.  The multi doses of Benadryl knocked me out for several hours.  I may have to wear a tee next tx that says "sorry I snored like a truck driver" as an apology to the other patients.  I (hopefully) will continue to receive this drug, as it is what I need, but will go through chemotherapy desensitization.  Good times.  

I say hopefully, as I have labs tomorrow, to see if I can have tx Wednesday.  Wednesday is just Gemzar, so easy as pie!

A scan should come soon.  Not a PET, but a CT.  A check of disease status.  Have my spots shrunk? Maintained? Progressed?  These answers will drive my medical plan.

"Celebrated" Cancer a versary #1 last week and #2 is tomorrow.  

2/13/12 was the date of my surgery removing my intitial tumor.  

2/18/13 was the date of the removal of the "new" masses in my abdomen.  

My sister Pam just had her 1st!  Woot!  Woot!

Cancer a versary is an odd word, but one that I will celebrate for the rest.  of.  my.  life.

My kiddoes are GREAT!  Rocking the academics, cheering yesterday and this coming weekend, pressing forward on academic team, and prepping for elementary state wrestling tourney this weekend.  We are loving all that we do, and have even more time doing what we love most, being together.  Children of cancer are a unique bunch.  They have compassion and empathy of those 10 x their years, but still have the ability to just be kids.    

So thankful for my friends, near and far.  I pray for each of you daily, and thank you for thinking of me.  Please remember to think of others as well.  Not just those that have, or have had this egregious disease, but those also touched by it.  A slight touch, or a punch in the face, it is all the same.  

This Saturday, my dear, dear friend lost her father to cancer.  My children's pal lost his grandfather.  Mr. P was a gem.  From the first meeting of him and his wife, I secretly fell in love.  His quiet demeanor, the love in his eyes held for his wife, the caring and love he so quietly showed his daughter, his grandson, his friends....  His hugs were gentle, but true.  His words soft, yet honest and direct.  He made me smile, and giggle.  He warmed my heart, and the hearts of my husband, and my children.  In his own quiet way, he welcomed my family, into his.  I was able to share a moment with him while I spent time with my friend.  I whispered some secrets to him, laid my hand in his, and prayed from the depths of my being for him.  I changed that moment, for this I know to be true.  I sent a message, and will patiently wait.  I am honored to have known him.

Life is tough, it is.  But there are days, when you see (as my kids call it) the Jesus sun.  The rays splaying individually as if each separate one held a secret or a power for one special person.  I saw a bit of Jesus sun today, and for a brief moment, I felt one of those rays was coming towards me.  My hope is that my family feels those rays, that you feel those rays too.  Strength from my family, my friends, my God... all encompassed in some sparkly light.... The best medicine of them all.

Be well, be kind.  Help someone, apologize to someone, forgive.  Hug, smooch, hold hands.  

Germit?

I'm a Germit!= a germa-phobic hermit... My platelets and ANC (white) counts are lower than ever. crap-ola

Words like:  "It has been discovered that her immune system is severely compromised due to her most recent treatment and is unable to sufficiently fight off any minor infection.  It is our recommendation that she take whatever measures necessary to be exempt from being around sick people or children who may be sick whether it be isolation while at work, or be excused from work."  make me grumpy... pissy... mad.
I'm not to kiss: my children, my husband...  Public places, wear a mask.  Watch my crazy bruises for swelling.  Check my temperature every 3-4 hours.  I'll .admit, I cried when the nurse told me I could not have chemo today.  I cried at school, in front of two co-workers.  I hate showing that side, but I needed to cry.  No tears for sadness, or grief; tears of anger, pure anger.  Being a chemo/cancer patient rule follower, I do all that I can to stay ahead of the game.  Was not expecting this curve ball.  No movies, no visitors, and honestly? I'm not even answering the phone.

All will be well in due time.  I am off work through Friday, with a lab re-check all day.  Numbers back up?  Back to work, with precautions in place: no hugging, limited facial contact with kids (I teach 600 and love them all!), and frequent hand cleaning precautions.  Miss my fellow "Lions" who so often are my rocks...

I've been feeling like a rockstar.  This Gemzar / Carboplatin chemo combo rocks!  From March/April-August, I spent many a day not wanting to vomit my toenails up, now?  I want to paint my toenails!  Boogie in the kitchen with my babies, hug on my man!  I'm a little tired, and value mommy naps and bedtime greatly.  Hoping good eating, rest, and relaxation will put me back on course for chemo next week!

My girls from college are all getting together next weekend in Michigan and I NEED to be there!  There are so many that I have not seen in over 15 years, some near 20!  Fingers, toes, and hairs crossed!

Kiddoes are doing great.  Being cancer kids is not easy.  John and I work overtime to make their lives as normal as possible, whatever normal may be.  We even went for a ride on a monster truck! SUPER fun!

JM is crazy busy, but handles it with grace and ease.  School work, wrestling, Tae Kwon Do, Academic Team, reading, gaming, NFL research... somehow he still finds time to just be 9.  Mary Elizabeth has been a bit more of a sticktight than usual.  She rubs my "sick" spots, and talks about her best friend getting better so we can play babies forever and ever.

So that is the update, for now.

Enjoy life, eat dessert before dinner, smooch on the lips!

Thank you for thinking of my family and yours truly.  I appreciate it greatly.  I rely on the strength of others more than you would know.

Be well, be kind, be honest, be true.  Be blessed.

Suzanne

Round one, DONE!

Chemo round one is 100% complete!  After my first day, it was MUCH easier on the system nausea wise, but a whole lot heavier Sleeping Beauty wise!  I remember laying down the first Friday night after dinner, have a vague recollection of eating something Saturday night, and poof! 'twas Sunday morning.   I'm up and around just like regular people!  I drive, shower, vacuum, play, cook... just plain ol' regular 

As Monday began to pass, I found myself longing for my bed.  Instead of the 1500 tc sheets, a day of cheering for my favorite 82lb. wrestler lay ahead .

Wrapped up my 2nd day of this round today, short and sweet!  Stopped at Starbucks for my *free* macchiato (received the special cup from *bux 4 Christmas!), roamed Barnes & Noble @ Vanderbilt, then bought my first pair of skinny jeans!  The poor sales girl... Explaining the difference between skinny jeans & jeggings.... she finally just came to the fitting room with me.  She did thank me though, for taking the step to buy the proper pants to wear with boots, so that I would not have "the mom poof," and look like I was wearing jodhpurs with my jeans in my boots.

 Hoping for same succession of "easy post chemo days" after today, should be.  Have some issues to call about first thing in the morning, but knew they were possibilities, so will address, respond, and move forward.

If you have called, texted, emailed, questioned, and I have not responded.... please know that my intentions are not to be rude.  Cancer bites, plain and simple.  To tell that many times a day, share my daily health repeatedly, hear stories of people who knew/know someone who had or is going through chemo, well....it is HEAVY on the heart and the mind.  Think of me.  Think of my children.  Think of my husband.  Think of my sisters, my mom, my brother.  My oodles of nieces and nephews.  My amazing cousins, my precious aunties....

Cancer has weighed heavily on my family all the way back to the 70s when my dad was diagnosed. Then my Uncle John, next Uncle Chris.  Then me, next my sister Pam, then me, and now me again.  I.  KNOW.  THE.  STORIES.  I know about clinical trials, I know about culturing a cancer cell to test chemo response rates...

I also know that YOU might not know what to say.  That is okay, neither do I!  You do not have to say anything if it is uncomfortable, a simple everyday hello is great!  I love good jokes, corny ones, and dry humor!  If you want to share your concern / love/ support Possible Suggestions: "I'm sorry....Thinking of ...Praying for ...."  I'm feeling fabulous, and hope to keep it up!  If I look like I am lying to, just let me, 'kay?  and please, I beg of you.... no death.  No asking about staging, prognosis, nothing.

John Michael and Mary Elizabeth DO know.  I am very honest about treatment with them, and they "seem" to be fairing well.  JM was ticked because he only asked for TWO thing from Santa, and a cure for cancer was one of them... Anyone got connections for two Super Bowl Tickets?

Our children are rockstars across the board.
JM continues to excel beyond expectation academically, yet struggles at time to find his passion.  I'm thinking of teaching how to "code" on a computer, just need to dust off my own knowledge.  He LOVES technology, so it may be a win!  He just received his High Red Belt in TKD, now working for his recommended black belt, so big!  Wrestling continues wonderfully, and he is also busy studying for his lower school academic team.

Mary Elizabeth is now in her 3rd year of competitive cheer, and is better than ever.  We are so thankful for the organization!  Also, she has finally discovered a love for independent reading.  While still quite enamored with storybooks, and being read to, I've found her numerous times snuggled with her flashlight friend and a book, post bed time.  She is working very hard in school and has done well.  She LOVES to count coins, master her spelling words the first night, and any arts and crafts activitiy she can find.  She has added another child to her family.  American Girl Doll Marie Grace joined her this Christmas.  While Rebecca is still her favorite, Mary Grace has made friends nicely with Molly and Rebecky, her bitty baby.  She LOVES her dolls and plays with them daily.  Dressing, roleplaying, socializing, planning, plotting, designing... her American Girl Dolls, Barbies, cheer, and crafts ( and now reading!) are her passions.

John has transitioned into a local job as a civilian instructor.  He has added a goatee to his repertoire, and I'm enjoying seeing him so nicely dressed each day.  I've taken to packing his lunches, along with the kids :)  He also received a new fire pit for Christmas and has enjoyed building one nightly.  I think the kids and I have eaten our weight in s'mores!

Teaching STEM is still a gift.  Having 600 kids to know is not a challenge, it is a blessing.  Their smiles, stories, hugs, and amazing successes are all that I need to know that I am where God needs me the most.

Well, no chemo until the 15th.... I'll try to check in before then.

Be strong, be joyful, be amazing, be kind, be blessed.

I am thankful for each and everyone lifts my family and myself in thought, wonder, in prayer.

Hat Trick?

Cancer, part III.  Yep, I'm the cancer hat trick, 3rd time is a charm, however you want to say it.  Cancer does not have me, I have IT!

Recurrent metastatic cancer, that is behaving more like ovarian than my original cervical diagnosis.  I have no ovaries, and never "had" ovarian cancer, but the aggressiveness, travelling beast that will not stay gone, is taking on identities of other types of the beast.  I'm wondering if bipolar cancer is a better diagnosis?Adenocarcinoma is my beast, and it sucks.

My PET scan was this past Monday, 12/16, and I was naughty and got my results before the doctor.  I had them Tuesday afternoon.  If I told you otherwise, I lied to you, sorry.

I have a cystic mass that is cancerous on my L pelvic wall, and cancerous areas under my liver, near my colon, BUT not attached to either.  Instead of throwing the kitchen sink, we are throwing the whole kitchen now.  New chemo drugs, which are supposedly easier on me, rock ON!  Woot!  Gemzar and Carboplatin...

Will do three cycles, have a CT scan to check sizes, assessing, shrinkage / growth.  Will then continue, or increase aggressiveness of treatment.  I am also being referred to clinical program admission process at the Sarah Cannon Cancer Center.  Sarah Cannon's stage name was Minnie Pearl.  I'm thinking about procuring a straw hat with a tag? Nah, I'll go urban and get a ball cap and leave the stickers on, 'cause that is how I roll.

Chemo starts next Thursday, 12/26, then the following, 1/2, then a week off... Rinse and repeat...

Please pray for my children, my husband, and my family as we once again don our armor for battle and hope to understand; why me?  why our family?.... Again.

This sucks, bigtime... but, I look the same, feel great, and have a fierce drive to kick this to the curb, yet again.

Thanks for your support, love, and prayers for a cure.

Be well, be honest, be kind, be amazing. 

PET Scan is a pickle

Having a repeat of today's PET Scan done tomorrow.  NO, not because it was showing naughty things... but because I was naughty and drank some coffee, too much sugar in my system, blah, blah, blah.

Maybe if they would have TOLD me to starve and dehydrate myself I would have know.  And yes, I've had a PET scan before, my memory is not that of an elephant.

Stay tuned... results should still be in on Wednesday....

Farewell Friends!

Saying farewell to my trusty trio of anti-nausea meds. They have been a staple in  my makeup drawer for months.  I have been free of them for a week now and feeling chipper.... So into the keeping-just-in-case drawer they go!

My second farewell of the week! 

Be well, Be kind, Be Awesome!