Wednesday, July 7, 2010
Starting a blog
Someone told me to start a blog to keep up with my thoughts and progress of the vicious cancer cycle. So here goes nothing! Where to start... I was having back pain and went to doctor to see what the problem was. I did physical therapy for 3 weeks because that's what insurance wants you to do before they will investigate further. It is really sad that our insurance company decides what steps must be taken for our health. As if they care about us as long as we keep paying those premiums!! Anyway... After 3 weeks of therapy my back was still bothering me. So, my wonderful Dr. Purifoy arranged for me to have a M.R.I. on Wed the 16th of June. I went for M.R.I. at 7:30 that morning and went to Dr. P's at lunch to find out results. Wow! The scan showed that I had several lesions on my lower spine that were consistent to someone who had cancer in another source that had attached to my back. OK, I thought that I was going to find out that I was going to have to have back surgery, not that I might have cancer, crap!!! So the next morning I went to my local hospital for CT's and a fabulous mamogram! Ouch!!! While I was standing in the boob smashing room waiting to find out if the pictures took I noticed a sign on the back of the door that said that after you reach 30 a person's chance of getting breast cancer was 1 in 251. When I saw this, I knew that I was going to have breast cancer. I then had to go to have an ultrasound of my right breast. I thought oh no, this cannot be happening to me. I always thought that I was invincible, because God had blessed me with two special needs girls. My oldest one, Kimber, is 7 and has autism. My baby girl who is 3, Karlee Elisabeth, has a developmental abnormality of her brain, called Agenesis of the Corpus Callosum. They will both be fine, but I thought this was my safety net. WRONG!! It is crazy to think that I have what people dread most in life next to death. CANCER! I don't feel like I have cancer! What are you supposed to feel like? Sick? Hmm... My back was hurting not my breast. After seeing the breast surgeon Dr. Hagans on Friday the 18th, I came home to see if I could feel the mass. After all he drew on my breast where it was. I laid in the same position and guess what? That breast didn't feel any different than the other one. This just shows that routine exams don't do any good if you don't know what you are feeling for! So... I had surgery on the next Tuesday the 22 of June and had the mass removed and a chemo port put in. When I was recovered I went straight down the street to my new best friend's office, Dr. Baltz. This is the man who is going to make me all better! I sure hope he has the secret potion to keep this superwoman flying. I still have lots to see and do. You know, I think the hardest part of this horrible disease is watching it hurt the ones you love. I am so used to being the person who says we can do it and nothing is going to stop us. I am the strong one! Now what? It is very hard being the person who everyone wants to help. I am the one supposed to be helping everyone else. I am having to learn how to say thank you a whole lot more. My family has truly been blessed through this. People are praying for us all over the country. By the time little Stacie gets through with me she will have the whole country of Mexico involved as well! Thanks girl!! Lots more to tell you about, but wanted to get it started and see what you think! Thanks for everyone's love and support!