One More to Go!

Hello! It has been quite some time since I last updated all of you on my journey! Trying to find something worth talking about, that I haven't already has been difficult. Enjoy!

Since I last posted, I have had two treatments. The first of the two went off without any problems, however, I developed a small stomach bug after, which only gave me about 1-2 "good days" that round.

The second one was an adventure. I have a porta cath(as most of you already know)which at times is a very love/hate relationship. That day it was a definite hate. The poor nurse in infusion, actually missed my port with the needle (which led to intense pain and lots of blood). She started to panic and naturally started rambling on how this has never happened before. She continued by saying that my port is really mobile which is because I was "healthy" (aka. still the same size as before chemo-as if I didn't already know). Which was followed by, "you know the really skinny people who get chemo, well theirs is pretty stationary and doesn't move," (appreciated the reminder that I wasn't a "really skinny" one, Ha). After the great conversation that just took place, she went off to find help. She returned with another nurse and this is when the wheels really came off. The nurse who missed my port held my upper body down in the chair while keeping my "port" from moving, while the other nurse came at me with the dang needle. There was no counting (which I have become to depend on) and before I knew it she punched my freaking port. My initial response was a very loud swear word and a kick, which thankfully missed the nurse. Needless to say, my port was bruised for over two weeks.

My hair is officially at its worst. It was looking pretty ridiculous and knew it was time to face reality (bald spots with long patchy layers). So my darling hair dresser that I adore, came up with the best solution. It has been the hardest thing I have ever had to do, but at least I can say I did it once in my life! ha. So in the words of Kelly Pickler (who is seriously a rock star), "it's just hair!"

On to the last one of the session. I am thrilled that this chapter of chemo is almost complete (as long as it worked). As I look back over the last few months it seems like a big blur. It strongly resembles the year my husband was deployed. I think back over those times and the same haze covers my brain. I feel strongly that the lord has blessed me with such "forgetfulness", as it makes these trails seem bearable and not as bad (hindsight is always 20/20).

The next three weeks will continue as follows:
Oct. 9th: last chemo! WOO HOO
Oct. 22nd: PET scan, to see if the chemo worked (Fingers crossed)
Oct. 23rd: Results and Radiation consultation
Last week in October: If all goes well, radiation should begin.

Radiation, for those of you who don't know, is Monday thru Friday for 3-4 weeks. The effects are similar to a sunburn (which will be over my chest-where my large mass was located), and extreme fatigue. But everything I have heard, it is SO much better than chemo. I am actually looking forward to radiation.

Thanks again to all of you. Your unconditional support and love hasn't gone un-noticed. You have kept me strong and helped me in the darkest times. It's a true testament to me, that there is still some good in this world and I am so happy I have been apart of it.
God Bless
Love WILL conquer cancer! :)