tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2113891830444436722024-03-13T20:09:02.362-07:00WHAM..there was cancer.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15624791006396421882noreply@blogger.comBlogger72125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-211389183044443672.post-14457675008214019452017-03-27T21:14:00.000-07:002017-03-27T21:14:33.829-07:00The Bad RoommateSo hey...it's been awhile!<br />
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I have hair and perky boobs. Life is good. Very good.<br />
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My body is still healing from surgery in some ways, but is starting to feel more normal.<br />
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My breast surgeon changed me to yearly clinical exams and I'm only seeing my oncologist every 6 months. <br />
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This means at some point in the very near future I may not be seeing a doctor every month or more for some sort of cancer related issue. As much as I love my doctors I can do without appointments if I'm don't need to go.<br />
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I've also moved past the whole cancer a a very scary monster, which it is. However it's hard to live with that staring you in the face everyday. <br />
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So I'm choosing to view my cancer history as a bad roommate. Yes, we've lived together. No we don't get along. But we both have a life time lease on the same body, so we'll coexist and only speak when we have to. <br />
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I've had my share of bad roomies. There was my first roommate in college, who ironed her underwear and had a very loud ticking wind up alarm clock (ok.. it was 1981). That damn clock used to keep me awake until one night our next door neighbor took it apart and removed a spring. We all found it quite funny when Helen couldn't figure out what had happened to her clock. If you're out there Helen...I'm sorry.<br />
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Learning to live with my cancer hopefully, in the background isn't easy. But I'm not giving a bad roommate anymore of my time. Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15624791006396421882noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-211389183044443672.post-9538451179606817852016-05-03T14:52:00.002-07:002016-05-03T14:54:48.471-07:00The All Done Club<div style="text-align: center;">
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It means you have decided to have surgery to prevent dying from hereditary breast and ovarian cancers by having your Ovaries, Fallopian Tubes and Breasts removed.</div>
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I made a few detours on my way to the all done club by being diagnosed with stage 1 fallopian tube cancer. So being "All Done" almost had a whole other meaning.</div>
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I am not the person I used to be.</div>
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I am still recovering from diep flap surgery. I hit a little detour there as well. I developed a hematoma on one breast. But it is resolving nicely, just not as quickly as I'd like.</div>
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I'm also looking at my first mother's day without my mom.</div>
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I am 10 days out from Diep Flap Surgery. That is where they take your lower abdominal fat to reconstruct breasts after a mastectomy. I knew it was going to be a hard surgery, but it was maybe even more so than I thought. My recovery so far has gone well. But with 3 large incisions and 4 JP drains I have to admit I feel a lot like Humpty Dumpty after the fall.</div>
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Stranger still, my new body. My stomach is now flatter than it was when I was 16. I think my belly button seems about 2 inches higher...probably because my excess belly was ...much lower?</div>
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So that's what I've been up to. Recovering, yet again. Hanging on the couch, spending time with my family and catching up on some Netflix series' I've been meaning to watch. </div>
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T-3 Days till I have Breast Reconstruction using Diep Flap Surgery</div>
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Joy! No more feeling like I have a plastic plate embedded in my chest (bye bye expanders)</div>
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Ugh...Surgery/Meds/feeling like crap, again</div>
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Gag/YIPPEE...12 weeks out of work </div>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15624791006396421882noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-211389183044443672.post-60718198740947485622016-02-27T19:17:00.000-08:002016-02-27T20:26:10.875-08:00Until we meet again...My mother passed away a week and a half ago. In some ways it feels like so long ago, and in other ways I still can't believe she's gone. My mom grew up in a large family on a farm in Kansas. I have spent all of my life traveling to Kansas. First with my parents and now with my own children. I know some people would be surprised to know that of all the places I have lived and traveled, home was and always will be my family's farm.<br />
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Going through hard times whether it be the death of a parent or chemotherapy, the farm has always been my happy place. The place I could close my eyes, imagine waking to the sound of the birds outside and my grandpa's tractor. I could walk down the hall to my grandma in the kitchen. She always had a poptart or a little box of cereal just for me. There were cats to chase, a hayloft to climb into as well as the joy of being surrounded by family. It was always good.<br />
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When my mom died I wanted to say a few words at her funeral. Something I was unable to do when my dad died and regretted. I thought of all the things she gave me and taught me throughout my life. One of the best things she ever did was to encourage us to be independent and to try new things. Perhaps it was the best thing...<br />
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"My mom was born into a loving family.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>She was smart and funny.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>She knew how to work hard and was good
at making sure every detail was covered.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>But what I think she really excelled at was being open to new
experiences.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></div>
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As a young child we
moved frequently due to my dad’s job transfers.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>While most people struggle with change, my parents seemed to
welcome it.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>As a family we looked
at every move as a new adventure.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>New places to see, new people to meet and new experiences to be had.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></div>
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<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>One of my earliest memories is of my
parents setting off on a cross country transfer from Kansas to Los Angeles.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I was 3. I spent the trip sitting on
the armrest of the front seat of our car between my parents, something she used to joke, would have got her arrested these days.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>In later years, my mom had talked about how homesick she was
those early days in California and how much she missed her family in
Kansas.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>But as a child I never saw
that side of her.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>What I saw was
my young and very glamorous parents driving to California where there was going
to be move stars, beaches and most importantly... Disneyland!<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>I distinctly remember having dinner at a fancy restaurant on that
trip...it was a Denny’s.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>My mother
encouraged me to order something different that I’d never tried off the
menu...it was spaghetti.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><br />
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<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>And that
was how it went throughout my life.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>My mother encouraged all 3 of us kids to do our best (sometimes let say
she STRONGLY encouraged that). To be independent and to try new things.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>She loved to laugh and had<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>one of the sharpest minds of anyone I
have ever known.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>She loved her
kids, grand kids and family immensely.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>I feel incredibly blessed that she was my mom and that we had her for as
long as we did.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>In the end as her
lung disease progressed it was truly her strong will and faith that kept her going.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>So today I stand in front of you all
...Rita’s family and friends and I join you in wishing her only the best as she
starts her next journey.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I know
she is no longer suffering and is enjoying her new adventure.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Enjoy yourself mom, we will miss
you.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">"</span></div>
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<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">I was pleased to see so many cousins and long time family friends at my mother's funeral. Somehow knowing that people knew her and loved her as much as we did was so very comforting. </span></div>
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<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">After the funeral we headed back to the farm. Many of my aunts, uncles and cousins had already gathered there. We rode around the pasture, looked in the barn and as the sky darkened all the kids (both young and old) played "ghost in the graveyard", "hide and go seek" and "sardines". Just like we did as kids...and as our parents had before us....and their parents had before them. We ate, drank beer, played cards and laughed. </span></div>
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<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">I could almost see my mom sitting on the porch and smiling that evening. </span><br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15624791006396421882noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-211389183044443672.post-32757502644622207022016-02-12T15:40:00.002-08:002016-02-12T15:43:22.010-08:00STOP...go directly to jail...do not pass goDo not collect 200.00<br />
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What an interesting few months it has been.<br />
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First the jail part.<br />
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Well, I didn't actually go to jail. But I was pulled over for blowing off a stop sign in the very small metropolis of Double Oak, Texas. Why was I in Double Oak? Because I decided to take the long way home from the grocery store to see the miniature donkey farm.<br />
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Have you ever seen a little donkey?<br />
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Anyhow I got a nice 210.00 ticket for missing the stop sign near the little donkeys. I've been told by others this is a common occurrence and they probably make a decent amount of money on that particular stop sign. </div>
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My sister and I thought perhaps we could earn the money back by selling t shirts outside the courtroom (which FYI only meets the third Thursday of the month at 6pm) that read:</div>
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Now for the do not pass go....</div>
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Living life after cancer means being hypersensitive to any sign the cancer beast has returned. Recently I started to experience urinary frequency and pain. I tried to ignore it and hoped maybe it would go away. But then realized...yes, this is one of *those* symptoms associated with my cancer. So I went in for more testing. </div>
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It's a really interesting day when finding out you have a UTI is great news...as it isn't cancer and I'm not neurotic. </div>
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Now the 200.00...</div>
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I have been plugging along with filling my breast expanders. I think I am close to where I want to eventually be. I have an appointment with my plastic surgeon in a week to confirm and go over the details for surgery.<br />
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We placed my mother on hospice care 2 weeks ago. She has fought a valiant battle against COPD for several years. I can only hope and pray we can make her as comfortable as possible in the time she has left.<br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15624791006396421882noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-211389183044443672.post-71625182213331679322016-01-07T12:06:00.000-08:002016-01-07T12:06:09.157-08:00Adventures in plastic surgery part 2Thankfully my surgery is over and I've healed well. My plastic surgeon was even surprised it went as well as it has. So yeah!<br />
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I'm still not enjoying life with expanders but I am getting used to it. SO of course they expanded them a little more. Muscle relaxants are my friends, now more than ever. Especially at night. Breast expander pre-op (courtesy of allergen).<br />
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But I only have one more expansion left and then will most likely have diep/siep flap reconstruction in the spring.<br />
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I went back to work this week. It was rather eye opening. Clearly napping and watching netflix the last 6 weeks has done a number on my stamina. I was one hurting pup coming home that evening. The next day was better. I have to keep remembering this whole process is a marathon...not a sprint.<br />
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So for now I'm going to enjoy sunny 60 degree Dallas, and rest up for my next surgery.<br />
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Well I guess there's also work....3 older kids....but that's just regular life.<br />
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OH and one other item of good news I was accepted to present on BRCA including my story this summer at the National Convention of the Association of Woman's Health, Obstetrical and Neonatal Nursing (AWHONN) - my favorite professional organization.<br />
So I have a little work to do on that project as well. Honored and excited to be accepted to do so.<br />
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I've tossed my large bras and big safety pins...so all good news there.<br />
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On the darker side is pain. I have expanders in to help stretch the muscle and it seems no matter how I sit or lay they are uncomfortable. <br />
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And the darkness goes further than that. It feels to me sometimes that once cancer enters your life it seems to stay. Even if your testing and scans are good...there's still the anxiety of what those results will show.<br />
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on to smaller and better things :) Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15624791006396421882noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-211389183044443672.post-7387009803442898022015-11-30T19:33:00.000-08:002015-11-30T19:36:57.562-08:00EXHALE......Long before I started my blog I thought about the day I would discover I had cancer. I know that sounds awful, but when so many people in your family have walked that line, you just wonder when your turn will be. In our family there was even a little mantra about "if you get past 50...you're good".<br />
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So I grew up, got married, had babies and ....waited. I went for my mammograms, and ultrasounds and every other testing my doctors recommended.<br />
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I had a double mastectomy 11/19. Hopefully preventative, although we don't get the full pathology report back till tomorrow. The past week has been filled with drugs of every type. Since I gag just hearing the word "Morphine" I had a lovely epidural in addition to my IV pca pump along with lots of good anti nausea meds for good measure. My pain levels have been tolerable, but some of the dreams have been a little disconcerting. I've had several conversations with my dad (who died 8 yrs ago), worked on policy and procedure protocols I can no longer recollect. Some days I just plain lost track of what day it was, and frankly didn't even care.<br />
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He did some measurements and then we discussed his recommendations. The surgery I'm looking to have is Diep Flap surgery. Which is basically using your lower abdominal fat to reconstruct breasts. It is a long microsurgery which means some significant surgical risk. The benefits? I have my own tissue instead of breast implants. Plus I get a nifty little tummy tuck out of the deal. I was also hoping to have one major long surgery but my PS feels it would be better to do it in two. Initially I was somewhat taken aback by that. But now that I've had time to think about it? I think he's probably right. <br />
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I also wanted to share my irritation over my measurements. Now 3 kids, weight loss and weight gain and then loss again have not been, shall we say "kind" to my breasts. I often like to joke when I lost weight a few years ago I went from a 44DDD to a 38...LONG.</div>
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I couldn't figure out how that could be??? I mean that's 3 feet, a yard. I am only 5'5 tall??<br />
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A year ago tomorrow I discovered they found high grade aggressive cancer in my fallopian tubes after my "preventative" surgery. It was the most surreal moment in my life. To hear the disease I feared the most, had been found was ...terrifying. I distinctly remember my "nurse" brain trying to hear and process the specifics as my doctor reviewed the surgical pathology report. While the rest of my brain was screaming "OMG YOU HAVE OVARIAN CANCER! "<br />
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I've spent today reflecting on the last year. My diagnosis, treatment and how much my life has changed since that day. On the outside I look pretty much the same now. Oh, my hair is a little shorter and greying. But inside I am a completely different person. I have added a label to who I am.<br />
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A mother<br />
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A wife<br />
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Nothing will ever change any of those things. They each are a huge part of who I am.<br />
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Although I wish I had never seen this side of cancer. It has brought forth a side of me and my family I am amazed by. Cancer has stripped us down to the very core. To appreciate life, family and friends. To kick negativity to curb. To realize that perhaps this is where I am meant to be. <br />
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Some people have asked if I am going to continue to blog now that I have gotten through chemo and life has (mostly) returned to normal.<br />
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A few days ago on my commute home from work I was thinking about how I wished I had had my ovaries and tubes removed when I had my hysterectomy 10 years ago. But we simply didn't have the knowledge then, we have now. Honestly there are many places that still lack good medical care and genetic counseling for individuals with cancer family histories. <br />
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As I drove a little further I realized I have the opportunity RIGHT NOW to beat cancer again by having a double mastectomy and reconstruction before they find breast cancer. So I have a appointment to meet with a plastic surgeon to start the process. <br />
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Firstly...I have hair! It's coming in nice and thick. I feel a bit like a calico cat because it is blonde, brown and grey...perhaps I can call it bronze?</div>
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I started feeling more anxious about some vague symptoms I was having.</div>
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One day a friend asked how I was...and well, it all just came tumbling out.</div>
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Incredibly good news!</div>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15624791006396421882noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-211389183044443672.post-34629396416865481962015-05-13T18:06:00.001-07:002015-05-13T18:09:24.819-07:00O Captain, my captainThe past few weeks have been a flurry of activity for me. A trip to Connecticut to watch my oldest daughter graduate from college, lots of visiting with good friends and some time away from home and work to reflect on the past few years.<br />
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My hair is finally coming in. I had to laugh when I realized the cowlicks I have, that my mom used to worry about when I was a little girl? Are still there! Anyone ever dealt with a double crown cowlick? I'm sure it means something in some culture somewhere.<br />
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I used to think I had plenty of time...<br />
Time to learn and grow. Time to spend with my family and friends. But most of all time to live. The opportunity of life seemed endless. A cancer diagnosis started to make me think more about the boundaries of my life. That opportunity was still there, but it may not be limitless. That instead of constantly planning for the future, maybe it would be good to live in the present, TODAY.<br />
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Yesterday I discovered a dear friend from high school died, quite suddenly. Penny was beautiful, smart and funny. But what I remember most was that she was kind. Always. A few years ago we reconnected on facebook and over the past few months she never failed to post an encouraging word to me as I was going through chemo. I think I heard from her almost everyday. This past Sunday I had noticed people posting encouraging messages to her, and so I asked her if she was ok. She had had a heart attack, but was resting at home and feeling better. <br />
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The next day she was...gone.<br />
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I never realized how much she had touched my life till then. As the vivacious high school friend to the strong, kind woman she grew up to be. I will always think of her and know the world was a better place because of her. <br />
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15624791006396421882noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-211389183044443672.post-88082993214502665442015-02-10T17:35:00.000-08:002015-02-10T19:31:51.942-08:00How does my garden grow?<div style="text-align: center;">
Or rather my hair grow?</div>
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It's starting to come back...more like duck down or peach fuzz<br />
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But I have some baby hair coming in ...and lashes...and eyebrows!</div>
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I'm still looking a little alien-ish but you can see my progress :)<br />
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I've also been actively working on getting my strength back, which means exercise and physical therapy in addition to some medication (lyrica) to decrease the neuropathy I have from chemo.<br />
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My therapists and docs say nerves come back very slowly so I have a year or two to feel better. After that, whatever neuropathy I have left is mine to keep.<br />
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I am hoping to keep NONE of it. Because I am just that stubborn<br />
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I sometimes think dealing with the aftermath of cancer is just as hard as the diagnosis.<br />
It seems even though I'm done with chemo, every week brings some sort of new doctor appointment or test. While I know I need to follow up with all these various appointments... cancer is a full time job, even after treatment.<br />
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Next week is my 6 month mammogram and breast surgeon appointment.<br />
I wish I could study, because that is one test I do not want to flunk<br />
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One side effect of my chemotherapy has been neuropathy in my hands and feet</div>
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Basically my feet feel like they are asleep 24/7<br />
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So I've been on a quest to see what I can do to get rid my neuropathy and find my new normal<br />
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This weekend I went walking with my sister, cousin and daughter at the Canton Trade Days<br />
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Which is the mother of all flea market/swap meet/craft fairs all rolled into one!<br />
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I figured I might as well shop...and walk.</div>
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Some other things I have learned about neuropathy after chemo:</div>
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The preventative double mastectomy and reconstruction surgery.</div>
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One surgery (with a cancer detour) down and one to go...</div>
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