I just wanted to let you know I am doing well and things are going great. Scans again June 13 on both my lungs and leg, but it is still far away so I am not feeling anxious yet.
I finally played an Alta League tennis match for the first time in 2 1/2 years. I had not wanted to be in the line up because I was not very secure about my game. I did not want to mess our team up in case we had a shot at going to the playoffs. Unfortunately, we were not in the running so I did play a couple of weeks ago. With my great game partner, Jennifer, we won our match 7-6; 6-0. The first set was long, and we came from behind 4-1 to win in a 11-9 tie breaker. The first set went on for days so it seemed, but I was able to hold up and was still feeling pretty energized (probably euphoric) even when it was over.
Bob had a great time with his family in England for a couple of weeks in March. We are both going back in July after my family reunion on the 4th and will be there for a couple of weeks. We will be celebrating his Mom's 90th birthday. She is an amazing woman and can run circles around all of us. She is the best Scrabble player ever. I have a hard time keeping up with her, except when we settle down for our 5pm glass of sherry and midnight sip of Bailey's Irish Creme. Maybe those things are the secret to a long, healthy life!
I am going to Callaway Gardens with tennis pals Lori, Paula and Susan next weekend- they were also part of my Department of Transportation that got me home from chemo. We are going to play tennis for 3 days and enjoy the spa there and the gardens. Just to make sure I can hang in, I did schedule a massage/reflexology in their spa. Should be fun weekend.
Work is still very hectic, but I have some really good things going there that I am excited about. So life is good! Stay tuned, and I will be back with you after the June 13 scans. Keep your fingers crossed!
Wednesday, May 6, 2009
Friday, March 13, 2009
Nothing but good news!
I am on a roll. First of all, my CT scan on my lungs today was all clear. What a relief! This is the first time in a long time, I have gone to the test confident results would be good. But you know me, I was scared that attitude would jinx me, but it did not. My visit with Doc O was, as he commented, very "social". We talked about his child, vacations, etc. It was great to have very little medical to talk about. The next visit I have with him will be a big one, on June 12 I think. I will have an MRI on my leg and another CT on my lungs. Even though my real surgery anniversary is July 16, some how we got off schedule. I am seeing him every 3 months, but I am going in June vs my July anniversary. He says he is pretty strict about the 2 year mark, but if I am clean in June, he will go ahead and give me my "2 year" tee shirt. After 2 years I think my scans become every 6 months instead of every 3. It is a milestone I can't wait to reach.
On other fronts, when I went to my GYN a month or so ago, he wanted me to of course have a mammogram and a pelvic intrasound, looking at the fibriod tumor on my uterous and a small cyst on my right ovary. I was a little worried but got good results on both. Fibroid was still there but had not grown and cyst was gone. The thing that really scared me was that he also insisted I have a BRACA (sp) test. This test checks you to see if you have the gene for breast and ovarian cancer. My mother died of breast cancer, and my sister, Lisa also has ovarian cancer (albeit a very slow growing kind that has been removed and is still gone). The other thing working against me is that Jewish woman of eastern Euporean origin, like me, have a very high incidence of breast and ovarian cancer. It is or was at one time and expensive test and usually insurance companies do have to approve the exam. I got even more scared when I was approved to take it, because that evidently validated the concern, in my opinion. I had known about the test, but I also knew that if you test positive, you need to be prepared to do something about it -- meaning having a hysterectomy and a double mascetomy. It would be very hard to know you are predisposed to having those cancers and take the chance by not having the surgery. My doctor really pushed me to have the test. I had decided if it were positive, I would have the hysterectomy but was not sure about the other. Too much surgery too soon. And I was hoping doctors would be satisfied with frequent MRIs or mammograms or something. Fortunately this afternoon, I got the news my tests were negative, meaning I did not have the gene, which is great news. The weight of all these tests has been pretty heavy the last few weeks, and I was more worried about BRACA than any of them. We are going to celebrate this weekend by doing taxes! But I am so happy even that sounds good to me!
Bob leaves for a 2 week trip to England to visit his family. It is an "off season" trip for him since we usually go together in the summer and Christmas. We both thought it would good for him to go visit since he did not get to stay as long at Christmas. I am going to take a long weekend while he is gone to go to Miami and visit my friend Angela and cousin Sunny and her family. I will hate to miss the UK trip be we will go back in July for Bob's Mom's 90th birthday and again at Christmas. And since I am a working girl, I only have just so much vacation. Bob has an easier boss - me. But he has a list of chores a mile long that have to be completed before he goes -fat chance.
Life is good. I know it is a very tough time for a lot of peopl and a very scary time for everyone. I am feeling very fortunate and very grateful- especially today!
On other fronts, when I went to my GYN a month or so ago, he wanted me to of course have a mammogram and a pelvic intrasound, looking at the fibriod tumor on my uterous and a small cyst on my right ovary. I was a little worried but got good results on both. Fibroid was still there but had not grown and cyst was gone. The thing that really scared me was that he also insisted I have a BRACA (sp) test. This test checks you to see if you have the gene for breast and ovarian cancer. My mother died of breast cancer, and my sister, Lisa also has ovarian cancer (albeit a very slow growing kind that has been removed and is still gone). The other thing working against me is that Jewish woman of eastern Euporean origin, like me, have a very high incidence of breast and ovarian cancer. It is or was at one time and expensive test and usually insurance companies do have to approve the exam. I got even more scared when I was approved to take it, because that evidently validated the concern, in my opinion. I had known about the test, but I also knew that if you test positive, you need to be prepared to do something about it -- meaning having a hysterectomy and a double mascetomy. It would be very hard to know you are predisposed to having those cancers and take the chance by not having the surgery. My doctor really pushed me to have the test. I had decided if it were positive, I would have the hysterectomy but was not sure about the other. Too much surgery too soon. And I was hoping doctors would be satisfied with frequent MRIs or mammograms or something. Fortunately this afternoon, I got the news my tests were negative, meaning I did not have the gene, which is great news. The weight of all these tests has been pretty heavy the last few weeks, and I was more worried about BRACA than any of them. We are going to celebrate this weekend by doing taxes! But I am so happy even that sounds good to me!
Bob leaves for a 2 week trip to England to visit his family. It is an "off season" trip for him since we usually go together in the summer and Christmas. We both thought it would good for him to go visit since he did not get to stay as long at Christmas. I am going to take a long weekend while he is gone to go to Miami and visit my friend Angela and cousin Sunny and her family. I will hate to miss the UK trip be we will go back in July for Bob's Mom's 90th birthday and again at Christmas. And since I am a working girl, I only have just so much vacation. Bob has an easier boss - me. But he has a list of chores a mile long that have to be completed before he goes -fat chance.
Life is good. I know it is a very tough time for a lot of peopl and a very scary time for everyone. I am feeling very fortunate and very grateful- especially today!
Saturday, February 14, 2009
Ooops- late
I am so sorry that it has been so long since I blogged. I hope you all know by know that is usually good news! Things are busy as ever. After our great trip to England for Christmas, we've hardly stopped long enough to catch our breath. We both have been busy at work and just normal stuff! What a great feeling!
The other day I actually had to look at the calendar to see when my next scans are. Ususally that day is just carved in my brain, so I must be getting over the anxiety. I heard it would get better, but I was showing no signs of that till now. Check on me again March 12, before scans on March 13, and I may be feeling a bit differently.
We went to a sarcoma fundraiser for Emory at Pizza Fortunato in Smyrna last week. All the proceeds did actually go directly to Dr. Gina D"Amato's research group. She is the chemo oncogist now at Emory totally dedicated to Sarcoma, and she is doing all sorts of testing to find better ways to treat us and help save the lives of sarcoma patients. She is really well known in her field, and we are really lucky to have her here in GA. In fact, Emory is about to get some sort of certification that designates them as one of the top cancer centers in the country. Hopefully new treatments will be less severe and more effective. So if you are ever looking for new places to make donations, this is the spot. It all goes directly to research. When I get the address, I will post it. Most of the people there were from my support group, our doctors nurses, and friends and family of other sarcoma patients. It was fun to be with all these folks in a more casual environment. They had a silent auction that raised a good bit of money, and all the food and drink proceeds that night were contributed. Really great pizza too if you are ever in that area. Our friend Mitzi went with us and she won her bid on a UGA Mathew Stafford and Noshan Marino autographed football. I won mine on a massage (of course) generously donated by Maria, my massage therapist.
I had seen Dr. D'Amato at a meeting before but never met her since she came to Emory after my chemo treatments were over. Ironically, I discovered she is good friends with Roxie, one of my workmates who surprisingly was also at the event, and she introduced us.
Dr. D'Ammato and both agree we hope we never see each other again, unless it is at a party. I now only see my surgeon, Dr. Oskouei (who was there too) and he orders all my scans and I never see the oncologist, as long as my scans are clear. I think others who had surgery at places other than Emory, are managed by Dr. D'Amato, and she orders their scans.
We are going to visit our friends Debbie and Joe in Sarasota for a long weekend on Thursday. Also, Bob is going back to England a week or so after my scans. He was not able to go for very long at Christmas since I had scans in mid December. So I bribed him to get a list of things I want done around the house with a trip home for a couple of weeks if he finishes his "honey do" list. So far, nothing has been checked off the list yet. But somehow he always manages to complete before the deadline, but I do keep adding to the list!
I promise to blog again after the March 13th scans. Thank heavens, life is uneventful right now and that is just fine with me! Happy Valentines Day!
The other day I actually had to look at the calendar to see when my next scans are. Ususally that day is just carved in my brain, so I must be getting over the anxiety. I heard it would get better, but I was showing no signs of that till now. Check on me again March 12, before scans on March 13, and I may be feeling a bit differently.
We went to a sarcoma fundraiser for Emory at Pizza Fortunato in Smyrna last week. All the proceeds did actually go directly to Dr. Gina D"Amato's research group. She is the chemo oncogist now at Emory totally dedicated to Sarcoma, and she is doing all sorts of testing to find better ways to treat us and help save the lives of sarcoma patients. She is really well known in her field, and we are really lucky to have her here in GA. In fact, Emory is about to get some sort of certification that designates them as one of the top cancer centers in the country. Hopefully new treatments will be less severe and more effective. So if you are ever looking for new places to make donations, this is the spot. It all goes directly to research. When I get the address, I will post it. Most of the people there were from my support group, our doctors nurses, and friends and family of other sarcoma patients. It was fun to be with all these folks in a more casual environment. They had a silent auction that raised a good bit of money, and all the food and drink proceeds that night were contributed. Really great pizza too if you are ever in that area. Our friend Mitzi went with us and she won her bid on a UGA Mathew Stafford and Noshan Marino autographed football. I won mine on a massage (of course) generously donated by Maria, my massage therapist.
I had seen Dr. D'Amato at a meeting before but never met her since she came to Emory after my chemo treatments were over. Ironically, I discovered she is good friends with Roxie, one of my workmates who surprisingly was also at the event, and she introduced us.
Dr. D'Ammato and both agree we hope we never see each other again, unless it is at a party. I now only see my surgeon, Dr. Oskouei (who was there too) and he orders all my scans and I never see the oncologist, as long as my scans are clear. I think others who had surgery at places other than Emory, are managed by Dr. D'Amato, and she orders their scans.
We are going to visit our friends Debbie and Joe in Sarasota for a long weekend on Thursday. Also, Bob is going back to England a week or so after my scans. He was not able to go for very long at Christmas since I had scans in mid December. So I bribed him to get a list of things I want done around the house with a trip home for a couple of weeks if he finishes his "honey do" list. So far, nothing has been checked off the list yet. But somehow he always manages to complete before the deadline, but I do keep adding to the list!
I promise to blog again after the March 13th scans. Thank heavens, life is uneventful right now and that is just fine with me! Happy Valentines Day!
Friday, December 12, 2008
Whew!
This time I was really certain that my scan results would not be good, but thank heavens, I was wrong. This is the only time I love being wrong! While I am so grateful, I did not feel a great sense of relief when Doc O told me the good news. He prefaced it by saying my leg "has a great deal of scaring and the radiologist needs to look at to verify" but he thought things looked fine. That sort of set the tone for me, and I just could not get the fear out of my head. He even asked me what was wrong, and when I told him my concern, he went on to explain he always sends scans on to the radioligist and this was nothing new. For some reason, I just could not get passed it. He told me if they saw anything, I would get a call in the next couple of hours. He did everything he could to assure me nothing was wrong, but I was still pretty scared. Even though the scans started at 7:45, and I was out of the doctor's office by 10:30 I took the day off today. I just can't focus on scan days and usually I do not sleep well for a couple of days before, so I knew better than to schedule an appointment where I had to think. I did have a manicure appointment however! I kept calling Bob from the nail salon and from other places while out running errands to see if we'd gotten a call from Doc O. He was only to call if they saw "something", so "no news" truly was "good news". I guess I was getting pretty paranoid, because I even accused Bob of not telling me Doc O had called and questioned whether he was waiting to tell me when I got home, or even when we got back from vacation in England. Of course he thought I was being over the top crazy, and I knew it. But I could not help but check caller ID when I got home to see if we'd had any calls from Emory Clinic Bob was not telling me about.
The sarcoma just came up out of no where, and I just have this fear something else, even unrelated, will do the same. I still have a lot of fatigue, and by the end of the day I am whipped. Two years ago, I was going strong from 6:30a.m till finally crashing at midnight. I give out of gas so quickly now and that is what is scary. I do try to remind myself that before I was traveling at an unnatural WARP speed, and maybe now this is really normal for a 54 year old. But I do know there is no more sarcoma, so I am good and clean for another three months, and I am really going to try and enjoy that.
I have tennis in the morning -- a little cold, yet we are dedicated. Bob leaves for England Monday, and I go on Thursday. I have tons of work to do before I go so, I have to pick up the pace a bit right now. But as soon as I get on the plane, I am really going to unwind and relax. But I have become a "Crackberry" so I will not quite get away from work while away. That is my own fault. My boss Kendra yells at me (in ALL CAPS) for sending and reading work email while on vacation, but when you love what you do it is not work, right?
I am looking forward to the holidays with our family, and especially enjoying a glass of sherry by the fire with Nanny, Bob's Mom. Bob's kids, Becky, Selina and Andrew will be joining us for a few days the weekend after Christmas. We have plans with friends on "Boxing Day" and of course Christmas with family. Nanny will kick my tail in Scrabble like she always does, but I hope I have gained back enough concentration since chemo to score a few points.
I know there are still a few of you out there reading this, and I am so appreciative. I really am so happy and relieved with my good news, yet I remain a little skeptical. I will have to learn to cope with that. Maybe next year. Oh- that reminds me. I about two weeks when I look back at what I was doing a year ago, I will finally be able to say, "I was back" at work and not have year old memories of being plugged into a machine or tons of needles coming out of me. I can no longer blame failed memory on chemo - that 12 month excuse is done- so now I must fall on the sword and accept all responsibility for my actions I love being accountable again!
Have a wonderful Hannuka, Christmas and New Years. Thanks for being such great supportive friends. I will blog again when we get back and keep you up today. I am cheering up Writing about it helps--even if no one reads it!
The sarcoma just came up out of no where, and I just have this fear something else, even unrelated, will do the same. I still have a lot of fatigue, and by the end of the day I am whipped. Two years ago, I was going strong from 6:30a.m till finally crashing at midnight. I give out of gas so quickly now and that is what is scary. I do try to remind myself that before I was traveling at an unnatural WARP speed, and maybe now this is really normal for a 54 year old. But I do know there is no more sarcoma, so I am good and clean for another three months, and I am really going to try and enjoy that.
I have tennis in the morning -- a little cold, yet we are dedicated. Bob leaves for England Monday, and I go on Thursday. I have tons of work to do before I go so, I have to pick up the pace a bit right now. But as soon as I get on the plane, I am really going to unwind and relax. But I have become a "Crackberry" so I will not quite get away from work while away. That is my own fault. My boss Kendra yells at me (in ALL CAPS) for sending and reading work email while on vacation, but when you love what you do it is not work, right?
I am looking forward to the holidays with our family, and especially enjoying a glass of sherry by the fire with Nanny, Bob's Mom. Bob's kids, Becky, Selina and Andrew will be joining us for a few days the weekend after Christmas. We have plans with friends on "Boxing Day" and of course Christmas with family. Nanny will kick my tail in Scrabble like she always does, but I hope I have gained back enough concentration since chemo to score a few points.
I know there are still a few of you out there reading this, and I am so appreciative. I really am so happy and relieved with my good news, yet I remain a little skeptical. I will have to learn to cope with that. Maybe next year. Oh- that reminds me. I about two weeks when I look back at what I was doing a year ago, I will finally be able to say, "I was back" at work and not have year old memories of being plugged into a machine or tons of needles coming out of me. I can no longer blame failed memory on chemo - that 12 month excuse is done- so now I must fall on the sword and accept all responsibility for my actions I love being accountable again!
Have a wonderful Hannuka, Christmas and New Years. Thanks for being such great supportive friends. I will blog again when we get back and keep you up today. I am cheering up Writing about it helps--even if no one reads it!
Thursday, November 20, 2008
Countdown to scans
December 12 is the date of my next scans, both leg and lungs, and the fear is already back. When you have scans every three months, you are barely getting over the joy of clean ones, before you start fearing the next set coming up. If I stay "clean" until July, then they will only look at me every 6 months. I hear from other patients you can relax for a little while longer on the 6 month recall. I hope that is true. Of course I am at the point when I feel an ache from a deep breath or in my leg, I think the sarcoma is back. When I have scans, I am always certain that "this" time they won't be clean. You cannot imagine the amazing relief when they are, but is it hard to not keep prepping youself for they day when they won't be. I am pretty sure I won't be prepped for that no matter how much practice I get. I still am in a little bit of denial that this whole thing every really happened to me anyway. And every day I get further and further away from that awful 2007, it seems like an eternity ago. It was just about a year ago when I came home from the hospital after lung surgery, a pretty miserable experience, and yet probably the happiest day of my life to find out it was not sarcoma in my lungs.
I went to the support group again last night. While being there scares me to death when I see all the new folks in treatment, or the ones where the sarcoma came back again and again, I do think I like going there. Last night I met a man who had the sarcoma in his chest - and since then he has had it removed from his lungs, 3 times - all since 2004. He has had surgery every year, and yet he keeps moving on with his life. The friend I met from my first meeting, Virginia, who recently lost her leg to sarcoma (from the knee), got good reports on her scans. But for Virgina, a"good report" means the cancer that has already spread to her lungs, and is inoperable, has not spread further. She is a delightful, adorable, warm loving woman with incredible spirit - the kind of person you warm up to within minutes. She is a great role model. And there is this older man, with an unusal name that I cannot remember, who always hangs around with us a little and is so upbeat and kind. The other person I have gotten to know a little, Ned, probably in his early 30's is the ring leader of the group. He is the one who got this whole support group started. He sells real estate in "real" life, but when I hear all he does to support our effort and even tries to help Emory raise money for sarcoma research, I wonder how he has the time to work at all. The thing is, that while I went to this group thinking I might be able to help someone else, as it turns out, they are helping me. I realize how lucky I am that it has not come back, but they do remind me, if it does, you can get through it.
I know this probably all sounds pretty depressing, but while I am fearful, I am not depressed -maybe a little anxious but only when I stop long enough to really think about it. Fortunately, work is keeping me incredible busy. I have a lot of things to do to wrap up 2008 and prepare for 2009. If I really kick in and get some stuff done, I can leave for Christmas in England, all caught up, hopefully healthy and ready to enjoy the holiday. Things are good, in spite of all the crazy things happening in the world right now. I have tried to do little Christmas shopping. I love being able to complain about it, because last year I could not even do any of it. What a great problem to have!
I've told you our busy plans for Thanksgiving, and then on to England for Christmas in prior blogs so I will not bore you with that again. I am ready to get past December 12 and whatever it brings and enjoy the holidays. I promise to get back with you when we get scan results in a few weeks.
Have a wonderful, healthy Thanksgiving.
I went to the support group again last night. While being there scares me to death when I see all the new folks in treatment, or the ones where the sarcoma came back again and again, I do think I like going there. Last night I met a man who had the sarcoma in his chest - and since then he has had it removed from his lungs, 3 times - all since 2004. He has had surgery every year, and yet he keeps moving on with his life. The friend I met from my first meeting, Virginia, who recently lost her leg to sarcoma (from the knee), got good reports on her scans. But for Virgina, a"good report" means the cancer that has already spread to her lungs, and is inoperable, has not spread further. She is a delightful, adorable, warm loving woman with incredible spirit - the kind of person you warm up to within minutes. She is a great role model. And there is this older man, with an unusal name that I cannot remember, who always hangs around with us a little and is so upbeat and kind. The other person I have gotten to know a little, Ned, probably in his early 30's is the ring leader of the group. He is the one who got this whole support group started. He sells real estate in "real" life, but when I hear all he does to support our effort and even tries to help Emory raise money for sarcoma research, I wonder how he has the time to work at all. The thing is, that while I went to this group thinking I might be able to help someone else, as it turns out, they are helping me. I realize how lucky I am that it has not come back, but they do remind me, if it does, you can get through it.
I know this probably all sounds pretty depressing, but while I am fearful, I am not depressed -maybe a little anxious but only when I stop long enough to really think about it. Fortunately, work is keeping me incredible busy. I have a lot of things to do to wrap up 2008 and prepare for 2009. If I really kick in and get some stuff done, I can leave for Christmas in England, all caught up, hopefully healthy and ready to enjoy the holiday. Things are good, in spite of all the crazy things happening in the world right now. I have tried to do little Christmas shopping. I love being able to complain about it, because last year I could not even do any of it. What a great problem to have!
I've told you our busy plans for Thanksgiving, and then on to England for Christmas in prior blogs so I will not bore you with that again. I am ready to get past December 12 and whatever it brings and enjoy the holidays. I promise to get back with you when we get scan results in a few weeks.
Have a wonderful, healthy Thanksgiving.
Monday, October 27, 2008
All is well - still
Just a quick note to tell you all is well... still. Life is pretty normal - working long hours and loving it, playing a little tennis and get a little better (slowly however) and loving driving around with the top down now that is finally fall!
I did go back to the Sarcoma Support Group a couple of weeks ago. It was a smaller group, more positive and a much better experience. While most there had reoccurrances, they were handling it well and so very positive, so it was much more enlightening than depressing, as my first experience had been. I will go back next month if I am able.
We reschedule my next scans for December 12 to work within our trip to England for the holidays. Bob will go on December 15, and I will follow him a few days later. Like always, I am anxious about scheduling this trip only days after scans and worried about what I will do if the scans are not good. Even if the scans show something, we would not schedule treatment or surgery before the holidays anyway. But I am or course scared of the emotional side of the whole thing, and how I will handle it all. I know regardless, I would want to make this trip so we scheduled it and both excited about being in England for the holidays.
We will spend Thanksgiving with all my family (and there are usually a ton of us- 50 to 80 relatives) in Birmingham. Then, we will move on to Tuscaloosa for the Alabama-Auburn game. I can't help but remembering where I was this time last year. On October 15, 2007, or so, DocO found 2 spots on my lung that he and my lung surgeon felt were a reoccurance of the sarcoma. I had lung surgery on November 15 and was released from the hospital the Wednesday before Thanksgiving. It truly was a miracle (that the spots were an inflamation and not cancer), and I know how lucky and blessed I am. I was pretty uncomfortable for a while, but all ended well. And I was back at work on Christmas Eve!
I can't believe how 2008 has just flown by. In January, it will be two years since my diagnosis. I have come so far in the last 12 months, all with the incredible support of great family and friends. I think they will continue to scan me every 3 months till July, and they may move to 6 month intervals after that. I guess I am pretty supersticious because I am afraid if I quit blogging, the cancer will come back. So I guess I will just blog away forever, even if it is boring (I just love boring!) and there are no readers. I am going to really try to keep this up at least once a month, so if you check in on me from time to time, I will be out here. Hopefully, there will be no news to report, and this will be the dullest thing you ever read!
I did go back to the Sarcoma Support Group a couple of weeks ago. It was a smaller group, more positive and a much better experience. While most there had reoccurrances, they were handling it well and so very positive, so it was much more enlightening than depressing, as my first experience had been. I will go back next month if I am able.
We reschedule my next scans for December 12 to work within our trip to England for the holidays. Bob will go on December 15, and I will follow him a few days later. Like always, I am anxious about scheduling this trip only days after scans and worried about what I will do if the scans are not good. Even if the scans show something, we would not schedule treatment or surgery before the holidays anyway. But I am or course scared of the emotional side of the whole thing, and how I will handle it all. I know regardless, I would want to make this trip so we scheduled it and both excited about being in England for the holidays.
We will spend Thanksgiving with all my family (and there are usually a ton of us- 50 to 80 relatives) in Birmingham. Then, we will move on to Tuscaloosa for the Alabama-Auburn game. I can't help but remembering where I was this time last year. On October 15, 2007, or so, DocO found 2 spots on my lung that he and my lung surgeon felt were a reoccurance of the sarcoma. I had lung surgery on November 15 and was released from the hospital the Wednesday before Thanksgiving. It truly was a miracle (that the spots were an inflamation and not cancer), and I know how lucky and blessed I am. I was pretty uncomfortable for a while, but all ended well. And I was back at work on Christmas Eve!
I can't believe how 2008 has just flown by. In January, it will be two years since my diagnosis. I have come so far in the last 12 months, all with the incredible support of great family and friends. I think they will continue to scan me every 3 months till July, and they may move to 6 month intervals after that. I guess I am pretty supersticious because I am afraid if I quit blogging, the cancer will come back. So I guess I will just blog away forever, even if it is boring (I just love boring!) and there are no readers. I am going to really try to keep this up at least once a month, so if you check in on me from time to time, I will be out here. Hopefully, there will be no news to report, and this will be the dullest thing you ever read!
Sunday, September 28, 2008
Another year
Yesterday I turned 54. I have never been so happy to get old! Last year, I spent my birthday getting two units of blood and fluids. This year I played tennis, drove around in my new convertible (not far, no gas here in Atlanta), went shopping for new fall clothes, openned presents, and had dinner and football with friends. Last year, getting that blood, along with the incredible support from my family and friends, enabled me to be able to celebrate a great birthday this year. Every day is one to celebrate, but yesterday really was special!
P.S. Bama beating Georgia only had a little to do with it!
P.S. Bama beating Georgia only had a little to do with it!
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