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Tuesday, November 24, 2015

Results

I always forget that not EVERYONE is on Facebook.  I assume when I post something on there, all my friends and family will read it and know.  One day I will learn.

I have gotten a few emails and texts asking about the results.

So...

If you haven't heard.....I am in remission!!

Insert happy dance.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MFZouAjwUi8

My doctor inadvertently told us how many mets I did have - 13.  I am down to 2, but they have significantly shrunk and are continuing to shrink.  So I am in remission!

I will do an MRI every 3 months.  WHEN those continually come back as stable, we will then go to every 6 months.

I have been asked, once again, if my diet will change.  No.  We will add some things here and there eventually, but no.  It is working.  And, honestly, as much as I "hate" it, I really do feel great!!  I had some stomach problems this week and I realized that I haven't felt that way in almost a year.  A year.  (Not drinking has help that also.)

Not sure if it has totally sunk in yet.  3 years of worrying.  3 very intense months of worrying on a different level with the mets.  It almost like I am in the habit of worrying.  Does that make sense?  But every day is better.

Today I played in the leaves with my boys and didn't worry or think about anything but them and how good it felt to be outside and laughing.  I am getting there....

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xDZoWmXzMI0

Wednesday, November 4, 2015

Hidden Anger

Last night (Tuesday night), my friends took me to Jumping World.  They knew that these next 2 days were going to be rough.  It was a great distraction.  And a major workout.  As I type this, I am sore.  Here are some highlights:








                             https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=X7wS2wqtEnU&feature=youtu.be

This reminded me of another night when my loved ones realized (before I did) that I needed a release.

The week I found out I had brain mets was filled with many emotions.  I could tell you that I was scared, confused, frustrated, and sad.  But I would have told you I wasn't angry.  But then my sister suggested that we smash something when I was telling her how I felt.

My younger sister was in town to help.  We decided to buy some dishes from the Dollar Store and smash them in my husband's dumpster behind his work.  This made him very nervous.  Which made us laugh even more.

We decided to dress appropriately for sneaking onto private property and leaving remnants of dishes in the dumpster.


This made us laugh even more.  Which made J even more nervous.  He was seriously worried that we were going to get arrested.  More giggles.

Long story, short - We smashed many plates.  We laughed.  I cried...pretty hard.  (I don't swear often, but I was yelling at cancer and telling it to leave me the f*$@ alone already.)  I guess I was pretty angry.  We laughed some more.  We didn't get "busted".  We drove home feeling a little better and not so angry at the circumstances.

I know I keep saying it, but thank you for being so awesome.  This has really been a team effort.  I know God is here because he shows me every day in the things you are doing.  Thank you.

One last story....I was in the mountains with the boys Oct. 17 - 21.  I think I had too much time to think and wasn't doing well emotionally.  Then I heard of a friend's mother's passing and it really threw me for a loop.  The last night in the mountain, I prayed.  I don't usually pray for signs, but told God I wasn't doing well and needed help.  I needed a sign that everything was going to be okay.  That Tuesday, we got home and there was a package for me from my friend.  I opened it and only read the first part and was bawling.


There was my sign.  And she had to have sent it 3 or 4 days earlier.  Before I had asked for help.  He knew I was going got ask before I did.  He is amazing.



MRI

I had the best techs!  As I walked back, I heard "Watch me whip, watch me Whip, watch me Nae Nae" on the radio.  So you know my a@& had to start dancing.  That started a great back and forth.  We started talking about music as they put in my IV.  I wasn't able to wear my shirt during the scan so I asked if I could take a picture of it on the machine.





I got on the table.  They put ear plugs in my ears (the machine is loud), then put headphones over those.  It kept my head still and they had music coming out of it.  They asked what music I wanted.  For those who know me, know that I asked for raunchy/nasty music.  The first song was Rack City!  It was hard to not move my head to the beat.  My feet were definitely going!!

Did the scan for ten minutes.  Then I got the contrast through my IV.  I could taste it.  It was weird.  Then five more minutes.  Then I was done.  I asked if they would dance with me.  This is what we got.  Wish I had set my phone on the desk so we could have danced longer and had all 3 of us in it.


I want to send it to Ellen, but don't think it is long enough or shows us enough.  Poop.

As always, I am reading into how the techs acted at the end.  Which is SO silly.  I keep going back and forth.  But I am going to leave that here.  I have 2 days and I will know.

I will definitely post the results on Thursday as soon as we hear the good news!!