Friday, September 19, 2008

The Results Are In

On Wednesday I went to the surgeon to have 2 moles removed.




He removed 3.



Apparently, they were so close together and I was already numb he just went ahead and took the third one off too.



Works for me.



Less of a chance for a problem later on.



The results came in today.



Of course I was napping when they called.



But Cody was home and answered the phone.



Two of the moles came back fine.



The other mole showed some atypia, but it was all removed so nothing more needs to be done.



I am finally on top of things.



I am finally ahead of the game.



I am finally beating this thing!



Go Mama!!

Monday, September 15, 2008

Still Love Me?

Would you guys think less of me if I was considering hiring a cleaning lady? I would say it's all hypothetical, but, well, it's not. I really am thinking about it.




I looked around my house this week and realized how gross it really is. It's picked up, but when you really start looking around you start to notice how dusty and grimy it actually is. My husband does a super job with the kids, but a housekeeper he is not.



Today I had a lady come over to give me an estimate to clean and I was EMBARRASSED by how dusty it is!



I'm a pretty clean person. I just don't have the energy to clean the house. When I do have energy I want to spend it playing with my kids, not cleanig the house!



I've only had two estimates so far but they seemed reasonable. (Those of you around here, do you have any names and numbers you could give me?)



The bad part is that we know we will have medical bills coming in, so is it something that we can really justify? Ok, so is it something that Cody can really justify? I already have! I am willing to do without things just so I can have a cleaning lady.



Food? Totally overrated.



Milk? Not that important.



Toilet Paper? Really? Do we need it?



See, totally justified:)

Wednesday, September 10, 2008

Please Come Help Me

Yesterday I started the shots.




I was tired, but hey, I'm used to that. I'm a mom on chemo! I can handle the tired.



It's the nausea that I can't stand!



Yesterday I was nauseous on and off. It would come and go.



Today however I am EXTREMELY nauseous.



I have some Reglan which seems to work well on the nausea, however it totally knocks me out. I am home, by myself, with the kids. Can't really be knocked out.



I have some samples of a drug called Anzemet. I have never taken it so I am a little nervous about taking it when I am home, alone, with the kids.



I think, for now, I am going to deal with the nausea and just wait for Cody to call and tell me he is almost home. Then I will take the Anzemet and see how I do.



I thought life would be better on the shots.



Life, so far, is not better. Nausea and fatigue are no way to live.



I can't do this for the next 11 months. There is no way.



I will miss out on everything.



This makes me angry.



I am scared that Kyler and Ella will some day remember that I missed out on everything.



I am scared that Kyler is not going to be a mama's boy any more.



I am scared that Ella is not going to be a mama's girl any more.



I am scared that Kyler is never going to be potty trained!



I am scared that Kyler will go to preschool and not know what all the other kids know.



I am scared that Ella is never, EVER going to sleep through the night!



Ok, so some of those had nothing to do with cancer or treatment, they are however, things that I have been freaking out about. Please feel free to tell me that everything with be ok.



Pretty please?

Friday, September 5, 2008

Today is it.






My last day of IV Interferon!



Do you even know how excitied I am? Extremely!





No more sitting at the Cancer Center with an IV in my arm for several hours.





No more IV in my arm at night.





No more trying to take a shower with an IV in my arm.





No more DAILY trips to the Cancer Center.





No more extreme nausea! (I hope)





No more extreme fatigue! (I hope)





Yay! If I could drink a glass (bottle) of wine, believe me I would! Feel free to help me out in that area:)




Yesterday Aunt A joined me for my treatment. She drove all the way from Kansas City to join me (for those of you that don't know-KC is about 3 hours away!) Thank you so much Aunt A for joining me. I know yesterday was not a fun day-I had blood work, Drs appt and treatment-so having you join me meant a lot.

Tuesday, September 2, 2008

A Rough One

Treatment today was rough.




Sometimes when I have a treatment my arms get achy. It's an odd feeling. It's like I can't stretch my arms out far enough. It's an awful feeling.



Today was the worst.



The absolute worst.



So bad that I had tears in my eyes.



They gave me Tylenol, didn't help.



Gave me ibuprofen, didn't help.



Finally called in a prescription for Lortab. Of course, I couldn't take that because I didn't have it.



I'm just sick of all of this. I am ready for it to be over. Only 3 more of this type of treatment. I am SO ready.



The aching in my arms is awful.



It's not painful, per say, just annoying and there is nothing I can do about it.



It's just so frustrating. What's even worse is that I can tell when it is going to start and I can't stop it.



Please pray that my last three treatments go quickly and painlessly. I need that right now.

Monday, September 1, 2008

A Good One

This weekend was a good weekend. I had to take nausea medicine all weekend, but apparently I am either used to being exhausted or it just doesn't make me as tired as I thought it did.








I was able to hang with my kids, attend church, make a quick trip to Kohl's, and nap. Good times, good times!





My treatment was moved to the morning today because of Labor Day. So while Cody and I sit here for treatment, Grandma Penny has taken the babies to the zoo.





In all of Kyler's excitement to head to the zoo, he decided that he needed to pick out his outfit to wear. Imagine if you will, shorts and a t-shirt, stocking cap, belt, tennis shoes, and a pink baseball cap on top of the stocking cap. Yep, he looked adorable. I swear he does not get his fashion sense from me. It's all from his father.