Tuesday, January 24, 2012

There's No Place Like Home

There are no words to express how much I miss all of you ... my boys, my friends. Recovery is slow, but I was told a great saying today. "This is the kind of pain you can recover from"... true that! The pain of loss, of people in our lives, we don't really ever recover sometimes from that, but this I will recover from. 
Chemotherapy has proven to be just what you've heard ... a nightmare. I loved The Princess Bride, you may remember the scene when the life was being drained from Wesley's body. After, he wasn't dead, but he couldn't hold even his arms up, well I know that feeling. My strength isn't so much right now, but I wanted to do another update for all of you. Your love and care for me has been my motivator.

Presents from home made hard days easier






Rated "O" for OUCH! Oh and "Y" for Yuck!





This is my Super Woman cuff from my little sister! I  feel stronger already.

Never underestimate the power of Clean.





A fleur de lis scarf from Mama




A beautiful necklace

This was Leslie, a fabulous nurse... from Birmingham

Dr. Wang mapped out my lymphatic system during surgery. He's a genius. He's a surgical oncologist who used to be a dentist and then a pathologist and then a surgeon and he's also a drummer! 

He implanted chemotherapy in my abdomen during surgery. This method allows for 98 times more potency then just IV. He wanted me to see his latest paper that was published. His patient outcomes are nothing short of a miracle. Thank You God, for men like this... willing to think outside the box ... so that people like me get to live their lives. Dr. Wang's final words in the room that day... "You don't worry about cancer, that's my job." yes sir. Dear Cancer, ready to take another vacation from you. And I hope to never see you again.




Not real excited about this part.

ouch



Ms Judy took good care of me.

Missing All of You


I cried as they wheeled me out. I was thankful this part was over, and one step closer to home.

Discharged!!!!!


Ready to go to my home away from home now.

Some days are just really tough to get through,

and you need a hug.


It was time to go and Mama decided that the best place for me to heal was to come home with her.


My Aunt Bonnie... also a nurse, came to take care of me too.


Even Pearl is trying to help.

There are moments I feel better, and then there are those when I feel the full weight of all that this body has endured in the last weeks. One thing is for sure, your love and your prayers speak loudly during those moments when breathing seems difficult. I love you and I'll see you soon.




Monday, January 16, 2012

Cancer isn't a Battle, It's War

The last four days have been emotional, physical and spiritual. I think that pictures for now may tell the most accurate account of what it's been like.
First battle--- getting me to wear a hospital gown! Yall know how much I despise them







How to get me to wear paper shoes


Ready to go! Paper Shoes and All!




Mama gets pinned with the official carcinoid zebra. She was already wearing her  Fight  Like A Girl Button



This was the beginning of a Sandostatin treatment. It would be alot at once. I had been warned that it would be tough... it was.


No one fights alone

Mama reminded me to Fight Like A Girl! She had to remind herself to do the same.

Dark is the night but I can weather the storm, I'll never give up, never give in, 

Never lose hope, never lose faith


Me with my cousin Paul, right before surgery.





Last words before surgery, "Don't Forget my Boys" 

A Promise Given: We Won't





First words after surgery "Where's Mama"


Mama, "What's my Blood Pressure?"

No stoppin now, I won't let you down





First post-op day

Mama carried her Carcinoid bags with her everywhere


We never quit


These green things are as horrible as the look on my face



Talking to the boys for the first time.

Time to Walk



Did I mention I hate hospital gowns




Respiratory, I think she knew I might take that from her and hit her with it



Who Dat




I'm ready to watch the game.And my wine is IV. 


This tailgaitin hospital style!

Dr. Beaudreaux came too!

Had to walk again during the half-time








My nurse Naomi! She was great! She dressed for the game for me!

 My fight isn't over, but I am raised up every day through the prayers and care of everyone at home. I would't be who I am without all of you. Thank You. I will not give up, I will continue to fight this thing ... and we will win!