Hello there, my friend. I'm so glad to "see" you and I hope you are feeling better these days. I appreciate your good wishes and I am humbled by everyone's prayers for me. I suppose I thought having cancer would make me a gentler person but I'm still a crusty old broad and I love a good laugh, so I'd love some of that humor. Take care, and XXXOOO back atcha!
Day 3. So far, so good. I slept like a rock last night and feel OK today. I have a flush on my cheeks and my face is a little swollen, I assume from the steroids administered before chemo. And excellent news from the gynecological biopsy... everything there is fine. "Benign," my new favorite word.
I hope this humor is not offensive for you. A Native American walks into a cafe with a shotgun in one hand and a bucket of buffalo manure in the other. He says to the waiter, "I want a large cup of coffee please". The waiter says, "Sure chief, coming up". He gets the Native American a tall mug of coffee, and the he drinks it down in one gulp, picks up the bucket of manure, throws it into the air, blasts it with the shotgun, then just walks out. The next morning the NA returns. He again has his shotgun in one hand and a bucket of buffalo manure in the other. He walks up to the counter and says to the waiter, "Coffee please". The waiter says "Whoa, Tonto. We're still cleaning up your mess from the last time you were here. What the heck was that all about, anyway?" The NA smiles and proudly says, "Simple I'm in training for upper management. Come in, drink coffee, shoot the shit, and disappear for the rest of the day."
Thanks, y'all. I didn't want to bore everyone senseless with daily play-by-play, but I appreciate you checking on me. I did pretty well all day until I was cleaning up the kitchen after dinner. I got weak and dizzy so I had to lay down for a while. My blood pressure had dropped and it made me feel weird and shaky. Apparently chemo can wreak havoc on BP, either higher or lower. So I had a pity party, took a little nap and feel somewhat better.
Hello Beth. Just finished reading all your posts and wanted to let you know I've been praying for you since Yvonne let me know a short time ago that you had been diagnosed with breast cancer too. Reading through your posts I can tell that you have been riding that same roller coaster ride I rode for quite awhile after my diagnosis. Though we have chosen to go different routes in our treatments I pray that God will bless you with His peace through this season in your life. After having my cancerous breast removed I chose hormone treatment since my cancer is estrogen fed. Of course my Doctor's wanted me to go the whole nine yards like you have chosen...but after much prayer and research my heart was not at peace going that route and I chose the route my heart was at peace with. If you would ever like to talk... I'm here for you.
Hello Babs; it's so nice to hear from you. I have wondered how you are doing and I'm glad to know that you have found peace with your decision. I've been second-guessing my decision to go ahead with the chemo; it is so unpleasant and I wonder how much time I will actually gain by going through the hell. Thanks so very much for your kindness and your prayers; it means a lot to me. I know you understand every feeling I have had in the past couple of months, and sometimes it seems that my life is no longer my own. Take care and keep in touch.
Beth, I came across this article and thought it made an interesting read. I thought I would share it with you. I Was 26 and Diagnosed With Inflammatory Breast Cancer Patient teams up with doctor to help others with this rare and very aggressive form of breast cancer. By Jeannine Donahue and Massimo Cristofanilli, M.D. Oct. 18, 2017