Thursday, March 28, 2013

It's standing room only in chemo today....

March 27, 2013, Wednesday:  I am having a chemo treatment this morning and arrived at 8:45.  They took a lot of my blood and then I spoke to the Doctor where Wayne and I could ask her questions.  The question we had today were:
1:  When would they be doing the surgery.  Answer: 6 weeks after we stop the chemo.  That way they can be sure my body will heal normally from a wound. 

2. When can I have a Shingles Vaccination?  Answer:  2 years after you finish chemo

I met 2 new friends today while getting my chemo.  They are the wife and sister of a friend at GE, Stan Harvell.  Here is a photo of his sister Jen and her nurse Pat.  Jen is receiving chemo for breast cancer also.

I am trying to write this after they gave me a shot of Ativan which is for nausea and I am drifting in and out of sleep.  My friends said I was snoring.  Me snoring??  Hahaha.



Jen and Pat
 
I finally got out of the treatment center around 3 pm and then went over to see Sheila at Sheila's Wigs.  My wig needed some work because it was too big.  She can do wonders making adjustments to wigs.  We were there for about an hour then went to visit Mom.  She is recovering well from her surgery well which is wonderful.  At her age having such major surgery is a risk.
 
 
Since getting home from the chemo I have been sooooooo sleepy.  I finally conked out on the couch watching tv around 10pm.  Wayne said something to me and I woke up and went to bed.  I slept pretty well until around 4 a.m. but managed to get back to sleep.  I had to get up for my 8:30 appointment to get my Superwoman shot.  All that shot has done is slow me down and make me sleepy.  Today my system has started back up again with the acid reflux, a little bit of nausea and I am feeling kind of crappy.  Since Tuesday night I have been waking up soaking wet with sweat.  Pillow and bedding is saturated.  Not sure what is going on with all that.  I will update later when hopefully I will be feeling better.
 
 
Glenda






Sunday, March 24, 2013

The time came.......news.....

This is me and our hound mix 'Meathead'
 
 
This picture was taken yesterday, Saturday March 23.  I have a full head of hair.  This is my (our) sweet, sweet Meathead who was dumped in the neighborhood when she was a pup.   She allowed my sister, Wanda to take a photo of the two of us.  She has been the 'neighborhood' dog from the moment we took her in.  She would walk with all the neighbors and if there were children in strollers she would walk next to the stroller and guard the child.  She would not let any other dogs get anywhere close to the child.  Once the children got older and started riding bike she would go with them and do the same thing, keeping other dogs from getting close to them.  She has been a blessing to a lot of people in our neighborhood and I could not have asked for a better dog.  She is about 13 now and is slow to get up but overall she is still in good shape. 
 
Now for the news:
 
Friday morning while I was getting ready for work I found my scalp to be very sore.  I had to be very gentle while drying it.  During the day the soreness went away.  But, when I went to bed, every place my hair touched my pillow it felt like I was lying down on top of a bristle brush and it hurt!  I managed to get a good night's sleep and when I got up my scalp was sooooo sore that in order to wash it I had to pour the shampoo over my hair and just let the water run through it.  I didn't dare touch my head.  I had to do the same with the conditioner.  I knew the time was here that my hair would begin to fall out.  All day I left my hair alone and did not dare touch it.  I talked to Wayne and asked him if he was ready to give me a haircut.  He said he was ready if I was.  Later I started pulling on my hair to check it and it was coming out by the handfull.  I waited until about 5 o'clock and took my hair clippers out to the garage where Wayne was working Wanda's truck.  We set up in the driveway to keep the hair out of the garage.  I have got to tell you that places where he was clipping my hair was very tender.  When he was done I got into the shower and shaved my head.  It was not a traumatic experience at all, contrary to how I have heard it might be.  I guess everybody is different.  The biggest thing is my head is freezing!  I am not having any success uploading the video so here are a few photos.....
 
 
 
Before haircut

 
 
 
 
 
After Haircut before shave
 
 
 
A couple of things I am thankful for:  Small ears otherwise I might resemble Dumbo, having ears, how else would I keep my glasses on?  Hahahaha.  Really, though.  I have so much to be thankful for.  I would like to ask that you put Yogi (Yogesh) Shah on your prayer list.  He is my friend and neighbor and has been fighting the cancer battle for a couple of years.  His struggle is so much more difficult than mine and he feels very bad most of the time yet he has tremendous compassion for me and will call me just to lift my spirits.  I want so much to help him and his wife Kim who is his sole caregiver.  Pray for her also, for strength to continue caring for him.  She is an angel on earth who thinks of everyone but herself.
 
 This is the inside of my left elbow.  If you can enlarge the photo or zoom in, you can see the incision and the stitches.  This is where they put in the portocath.  The magic marker numbers have something to do with the length of the 'tube' that runs from the portocath, inside my vein to my heart.   They inject the chemo directly into the portocath.  The bruising is mostly gone.
 


 
My Mom and Dad at the hospital shortly before Mom went in for back surgery.
 
 
Later you all!
 
Glenda


Friday, March 22, 2013

Spring is in the air.......

Redbud Tree

Hey everybody,

Still not sleeping well but I am very thankful that food is tasting pretty good right now.  I woke up and found my scalp to be very tender.  I ran a brush through it and only the normal few hairs came out.  It is now several hours later and it is no longer tender.  My face and hands were flushed this a.m. as well.  I was hoping I had weathered all the side effects until my next treatment but I guess not.  I have good energy and good spirits so there is a lot to be thankful for.  I am becoming a 'paleface' and no one has ever referred to me as that.  Part of becoming a paleface is that all my 'sunspots'  are disappearing.  Hahahaha.  If they could figure out the exact chemical that is causing that to happen maybe they could market it to get rid of those 'sunspots'.

I am ready for Spring to get here.  Hopefully my Dogwoods and Redbud has not been harmed by the cold nights.  They are so pretty when they bloom.  I hope my little Prothonotary Warblers come back to nest on my porch, too.  Here is a picture of the Dad.  At least I think it is the Dad.  He is usually prettier in color than the Mom.  They are good parents and aren't shy around people.  They are fun to watch.


I hope everyone has a nice weekend and I will pick this back up Monday unless I have something significant to share.

Glenda

Thursday, March 21, 2013

Darius Rucker....

How many of you like Darius Rucker?  Well, I am a fan and this morning on the way to work I heard a new song by him.  It's called 'Momma Rock Me'.  It is one of what I call a Happy Song that gets your foot tapping and you can sing the song even if you don't know the words.  I hope you get to hear it.

In talking about music, I was at a pretty low point after Wayne and I came back from the Dr. after we were told I had cancer.  I dropped Wayne off across the street from GE where I had met him so he could pick up the car.  The radio is usually on a country station and as I headed into the plant a song started playing.  It was by Rascal Flatts, I Won't Let Go.  When I heard those words I lost it and it was if God had sent those words to me when I needed it most.  Gives me goosebumps to think about the timing of it.  I am willing to bet if you listen to this you will be moved by it.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=N5gBxKEgZqM

Here are the words:

It's like a storm
That cuts a path
It's breaks your will
It feels like that

You think you're lost
But you're not lost on your own
You're not alone
I will stand by you
I will help you through
When you've done all you can do
If you can't cope
I will dry your eyes
I will fight your fight
I will hold you tight
And I wont let go

It hurts my heart
To see you cry
I know it's dark
This part of life
Oh it finds us all
And we're too small
To stop the rain
Oh but when it rains

I will stand by you
I will help you through
When you've done all you can do
And you can't cope
I will dry your eyes
I will fight your fight
I will hold you tight

And I won't let you fall
Don't be afraid to fall
I'm right here to catch you
I wont let you down
It wont get you down
Your gonna make it
Yea I know you can make it

Cause I will stand by you
I will help you through
When you've done all you can do
And you can't cope
And I will dry your eyes
I will fight your fight
I will hold you tight
And I won't let go
Oh I'm gonna hold you
And I won't let go
Wont let you go
No I won't

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Last night I slept very soundly until the early morning and then it was toss and turn time.  I did not want to get out of bed but sometimes we gotta do what we gotta do.

I just wanted to post a list of all the side effects I have experienced and am experiencing since taking my first chemo treatment.  Some are now gone, some were stronger than others and some are just beginning.  Do not feel bad for me, it is all temporary.

HEADACHES
WEAKNESS
RAPID HEART RATE
IRREGULAR HEARTBEAT
ACID REFLUX
STOMACH/ABDOMINAL PAIN
DRY MOUTH (PARCHED ACTUALLY)
DRY LIPS
LEG CRAMPS
NERVOUSNESS
INSOMNIA
DIZZYNESS
DROWSINESS (AFTER BOOSTER SHOT)
SORE MOUTH
WHITE TONGUE
SWOLLEN GUMS
FEVER
INTENSE SENSITIVITY TO SMELLS
LOSS OF TASTE
LOSS OF APPETITE
HANDS ARE SENSITIVE TO HEAT (WARM WATER FEELS HOT)
COLORS LOOK DIFFERENT UNDER FLOURESCENT LIGHT
SMELL OF ALCOHOL IN SINUSES WHEN NO ALCOHOL IS PRESENT

As of this moment I am only experiencing the lack of taste, hand sensitivity, insomnia, minor headache from time to time, dry lips, sensitivity to smells.  I got in behind a diesel truck and the exhaust was so strong I thought I would puke.  I backed waaaaay off and opened all the windows to get it out of the van and I was o.k.  Enough for now.

Hugs,

Glenda

Wednesday, March 20, 2013

Back to normal......

March 20, 2013, Wednesday:

Today has been a very good day.  I worked Tuesday for the first time in a week.  I still was not quite up to par but I needed to stay busy.  When I got off yesterday I was starving for something with flavor and I wanted Spaghetti.  I was still fearful of the effects I might suffer from eating any but I made some noodles and poured on some Prego Spaghetti Sauce and it was the best thing I have ever eaten!  I did not add any meat, onions, garlic or bell pepper like I wanted to but it was still good.  It did not upset my tender gastrointestinal tract at all.  So, off to bed I went around 9 pm.  I got very little sleep in spite of taking an Ambien.  I went back to work today, Wednesday and felt like my old self for a change.  The only side effects I am now having are difficulty sleeping, slight headache, gums are swollen and sore (not bleeding) and my sense of smell is incredibly sensitive.  It has been 13 days since my treatment and hopefully I can look forward to 7 days of normalcy.  I want to thank everyone for their prayers, cards and calls.  You pick me up when I am down and for that I am very thankful.  (Now what I really want are BBQ ribs!!)

Off to bed very early.  I have been getting very little sleep lately and hope to get some extra zzzzzzz's  asap.

Hugs,

Glenda

Monday, March 18, 2013

I will spare you the details........

March 15, Friday through March 18, 2013 Monday:

I will spare you the details and just say that I have been having gastric issues of a major sort.  I am now eating everything with caution.  By everything I mean oatmeal, canned peaches, eggs, whole grain toast (the white gives me major heartburn), mashed potatoes.  I really want some spaghetti and might try that tomorrow if I can keep my courage up.  Another thing I am experiencing is insomnia.  Friday night I slept like a baby all night long with no bathroom wake up call.  I used my over the counter Unisom and that did the trick.  Saturday night I tried the same and tossed and turned.  I planned to get back to work Monday so I went to bed Sunday at my usual 9pm and tossed and turned all night without a wink of sleep.  The Dr. has prescribed Ambien for me but she gave me such a cautionary speech I was afraid to try it.  Before the clock went off I knew I could not go to work feeling like I did.  I made the obligatory call to work and took 1/2 of an Ambien and went back to bed.  I slept until 10 am and got up.  I have been feeling really weak upon waking up due to the lack of nutrition so I generally take it pretty slow until I get something in my stomach and get to moving around.  About 2:30 I went into town for my pre hair loss hair cut, went to visit Mom and then came home.  It is now 8pm.  I have taken a whole Ambien and waiting for it to 'kick' in.  Hopefully it will work and I will have a good day tomorrow at work.  My taste is coming back a little.  I tried some Welches Grape Juice a few days ago and it was more sour than 100 lemons.  I tried a taste of it today and it was as sweet as I remembered.  I no longer have white tongue.  I am swishing around some bubble gum tasting rinse the Dr. prescribed.  My mouth is also less sore than it has been.  I'll be posting later.  Until then have a nice day tomorrow.

Hugs,

Glenda

Thursday, March 14, 2013

And I actually thought I was better?.......



March 14, 2013, Thursday:  Here is a HOT STOCK TIP......invest in toilet paper, NOW.  You will be rich in just a matter of months based on my current usage!

Well, after posting my last blog I went to bed and had a restless sleep.  I got up around 8:30 am and called the Dr.'s office.  I always call the nurse, Joyce.  She is such a sweet lady.  I gave her an update on all the going's on and she was going to talk to the Dr. and get back with me.  When she called me back she said first of all the Dr. was going to call in a  prescription for a mouth rinse to help with the white tongue issue.  Then she proceeded to tell me I was eating ALL THE WRONG THINGS.......OUCH!  When we went to 'chemo school' what I remember (and mind you my memory is not all that great right now) but what I remember hearing was for the first 'few' days eat a 'bland' diet.  Once I start feeling like I can eat more then go ahead and eat anything I want.  Well, to me, a 'few days' means 3 days and you can bet by the 4th day I was HUNGRY......grrrrrrrrrr.  So, guess what?  My body was literally craving vegetables, vegetable, vegetables.  So, you can see in my last post what I was eating.  Apparently it was making my stomach and bowels go into overtime digesting all the roughage.  So, all the nutrition information about eating healthy was just thrown out the window.  You know what the experts tell us to stay on the outside aisles when buying grocery?  That way we will buy more fruits and veggies and less processed junk found on the inner aisles.  For the most part I would do that but also on the outside aisles are the cookies and pies and cakes and milk and their sweetness is my weakness!!  Hahahahaha......... 

What was I told to eat?  I know you are dying to know.  White rice, white bread (no whole grain which is what we usually eat), oatmeal, cream of rice, chicken noodle soup, chicken and rice (no skin), rotisserie chicken (no skin), jello, puddings, eggs, bananas, applesauce, clear broth ...YUMMY..., clear carbonated liquids such as sprite, Gatorade, grape juice, saltine crackers, noodles, canned fruit like peaches, pears, mixed fruit, angel food cake (really?).

What not to eat:  high fiber foods, dairy products, high sugar foods (wonder if that means doughnuts?), fried foods, fresh or raw or cooked vegetable and fruits, dried fruits, granola, popcorn, seeds, nuts, trail mix.  Nothing spicy or that may cause gas (broccoli, beans).  So, you should get the general idea of their expectations.

By now it is 4pm or so and I went to the store and picked up the proper groceries.  I warmed up some Panera Bread Co. chicken noodle soup.  After 2 teaspoons for the junk I had Wayne try it just to make sure it wasn't my taste buds.  One sip and he was done.  He said it was nasty, too.  I gave it to my dog which will eat anything and she turned her nose up at it.  We have a really smart dog.  :-)  Now, I am really starving.  I decided to make a chicken salad sandwich using one slice of white bread and had an 8 oz. Sprite.  Cute little can which is just the right size for me. I ate it and waited, and waited, and waited for the pain to begin.  I wasn't disappointed either.  About 2.5-3 hours later the abdominal pain began and a sprint to the bathroom ensued.  Yowza, yowza.  Sweat beads popping up on my brow and you get the drift.  When I finally surfaced I decided maybe I needed more fluids because my oz. count was waaaaaay loooooooowwww.  I grabbed a Gatorade and chugged about 1/2 of the quart? bottle.  Huge mistake.  Less than 5 minutes later I had a stabbing pain in my chest and it was sooo bad I RAN to the kitchen, got my medicine bag (everyone has one of those, don't they?) and chugged the Pepto Bismol.  It has not been approved by my Dr. but from my point of view it was life or death!  Within a few minutes it was instant, and I mean instant relief.  WOW!  What a wonderful thing a belch is.    Ahhhhhhhhhhh....  So, for now I will leave the Gatorade alone.  I am still feeling abdominal pain though not quite as severe as before but definitely uncomfortable.  My tummy is doing all kind of gurgling in there.  It is now 8:40 pm and I still have a low grade fever.  It has been exactly one week since my chemo and the crown of my head is beginning to lightly itch.  Not uncomfortable but noticeable.  This is a sign of the hair loss that is to come.  I will not be going to work tomorrow and hopefully can return on Monday.  I guess it's oatmeal for breakfast.  And....I really do like oatmeal. 

Everyone have a nice day and here are some words of encouragement:




Hugs,
Glenda

Wednesday, March 13, 2013

I've had a bad day.......

This is me, today and yes, I am whining!


March 13, 2013, Wednesday:  Today I decided I was ready to go back to work.  I had a good day the day before and felt it was time.  From the moment I woke up I had, to put it delicately, an intestinal upset.  On the way to work I decided to find something with a lot of calories to eat.  I have not been able to eat very much and knew I needed something to give me some energy.  Food is tasting really strange lately so I decided to get a lemon filled Krispy Kreme Doughnut and two pints of milk.  After getting to work I ate the doughnut and a pint of milk.  After about 5 minutes I was running to the bathroom.  This went on all day.  For lunch I tried to eat some tomato soup with no luck.  I did drink the 2nd pint of milk and again, more running to the bathroom.  I really needed some calories so I tried a tiny bag of  Fritos.  It was very much like eating sandpaper covered with salt....  Nasty.  Again, more running to the bathroom.  During this time I began to notice my tongue was white and I was beginning to experience abdominal pain.  Nothing severe, just very uncomfortable.
After I left work I went over to see my Mom who has just had back surgery.  She does not handle pain very well and as a result, my wonderful sister Cindy is staying there to help out Mom and my Dad, Bill.  She was up and walking about with Cindy and Bill and doing a good job.  She is on pain medication and after she finished walking she was pretty sleepy and would nod off from time to time.  I stayed and visited with them and my sister Wanda for a while and it was time to go home.  I was beginning to feel pretty puny by this time.  For the 'white tongue' I started eating plain yogurt to put some of the good probiotics back into my stomach.  I have been experiencing bloating, gas and pressure in the bowels and hoped this would help.  The white tongue could be 'thrush'.  After getting home I began to feel as if I had the flu.  Achy all over, fever, chills, lethargy.  I sat on the sofa and covered up my whole head with a blanket and went to sleep.  I finally got up and went to bed at 7:30.  I set my electric blanket on 6, kept my sweatpants and t-shirt on and fell into a much needed deep sleep.  Around midnight I got up and I still felt hot.    Even my eyeballs are hot!  My temperature was 99+ degrees and my bowels were still in pain.  I ate more yogurt and knew then and there I would be contacting the Doctor in the morning and won't be going to work.  It is now 2:15 March 14 and I am going to try to eat some ice cream (maybe).  I am afraid to eat anything at all for fear of the abdominal pain coming back.  I am going to self diagnose and call this abdominal pain diverticulitis.  I won't go into what it is, you can look it up for more info if interested.  I will update you later as to what transpires as the day goes on.  Until then, I hope you all have a wonderful day.

Hugs,

Glenda


Tuesday, March 12, 2013

After my first chemo treatment.....

Today is Tuesday, March 12, 2013.  On Friday, March 8, the day after my first chemo treatment and the day I went in for my Lunesta (?) injection Wayne and I decided to get the heck out of Dodge and go to Cherry Grove, SC (North Myrtle Beach).  We have just bought a condo and wanted to prepare it for some 'lite' rentals.  In doing so, it kept the both of us occupied and busy and I was able to keep my mind off of things at least until I went to bed to TRY TO sleep.  The side effects of the chemo or the steroids I have been feeling are like I am 'wired' into a light socket.  My body is in go, go, go mode, I have headaches, lightheadedness when I stand up, very nervous, my tongue feels like I have been licking a rasp file, my sinus cavity gets a huge whiff of alcohol on occasion.  I will feel very tired all of a sudden. sit down for a short while then I am ready to go again.  I guess I am afraid to slow down for fear of the drugs creeping up on me!  Slowing down at night and preparing for sleep is the worst part of all this so far.  My heart is beating like all the bass drums of a marching band at a high school football game.  It is going 90 miles an hour and my biggest fear is I will have a heart attack.  Good thing they did a Muga Scan to see if my heart could take this.    My whole body is as sore as if I had been run over by a truck.  Every time I roll over in the bed I wake up.  In the morning my face is seriously flushed as if I have been wind burned.  It gradually goes away during the day.  I am extremely thirsty.  Water doesn't taste good any more.  Hopefully my taste buds will recover quickly.  I am encouraged to drink lots and lots and lots of liquids.  It doesn't matter what kind, just drink.  Keep alcohol to a minimum because it dehydrates.  Not a problem for me to do without.  It would probably taste nasty anyway.  I have to brush and rinse my mouth out with non-alcoholic rinse after eating or drinking anything other than water.  'They' say I will get mouth sores and this will keep them at bay.  I can tell I have lost weight....Yay.....  I will post in the morning when I weigh.  'They' don't want me to lose any weight?!  Go figure....  Smells have started to bother me.  Not so much today but the day after chemo.  Rotisserie Chicken set my tummy to lurching.  I did not throw up, though and have not as of today.  I have anti nausea meds which I take if I am afraid something will set me off.  I was afraid to eat so I just ended up with a slice of toast with grape jelly and a large glass of milk and ohhhhh was that milk ever so good.  I am a milk lover and was sooo happy it tasted like milk.  The toast didn't really have a taste.  My main meal for Friday was broccoli cheese soup and it was delicious.   Sat. was a Sonic Burger and it was horrible.  I though it was my taste buds but Wayne said his was bad, too.  My main meal for Sun. was K & W, roast beef and a salad and lots of veggies.  YUMMY!  Today we decided to come home and I will return to work Wednesday.  We stopped at Golden Corral on the way home and had AYCE for $6.99 for seniors.  That is the one perk I love about being a SENIOR....ahahahahaha.  Who would have ever thought their (my) life would become one of wishing my food had taste and hoping I could have a BM! 

Guess I had too many vegetables for the past 2 days.  Spending a lot of quality bathroom time with my laptop.  I know, I know....TMI.
 
I got a chance to talk to my sis Wanda today and my buddy Patti in Ohio.  They are both wonderful, wonderful people.  Full of goodness and happiness.  I am thankful they are in my life.  I remember when we were children. I am 1 of 6 and we used to get mad with Mom for having more babies and would ask her to stop.  Well, right now I am so glad she didn't because I wouldn't have all my sisters and brothers that I love so much.  I am glad she and Dad didn't listen to us.

Well, I will wrap up for now and get to bed.  5:30 will come early.  Hugs to all and I will be talking to you.

Glenda

Thursday, March 7, 2013

 Me on the day before my chemo
 
My wonderful husband Wayne and his dream truck



Two of my best friends and hiking buddies, Judy, Patti and me having a seafood dinner at Kure Beach.
 
 
First of all I would like to thank my Husband first and foremost and family and friends for their strong support as I go through this challenging time of my life.  I have been blessed with being as healthy as a race horse my whole life.  Never having anything major going on with my health.  Now at 61 years of age it's my turn in the barrel, so to speak.  I told my sister-in-law Barbara that this is not a road I would have chosen to go down but I didn't have a choice.  It just happened.  I decided to name my blog The Road Less Traveled because I love hiking.  I don't get to do it as much as I would like but hopefully that will change later on in the year depending on how my recovery progresses.  I had a training hike with my good friend Patti from Ohio scheduled for May of this year.  It is a training hike and orientation for future hike which will prepare us fro hiking the entire Appalachian Trail in 2015.  I have a chemo treatment scheduled for the day we were supposed to start the hike.  Patti is a trooper though and is still going!!  You go Patti!  Barbara is going through this same thing and is near the end of her treatments and for this I am thankful as I know she is.  She has been a source of strength for me with her advice and love and caring.  We always have a good laugh when we talk.  I also have another friend I met through my friend Cooter Heath.  His girlfriend, Debra, has also been going through breast cancer treatment and surgery and she is also a source of strength.  Thank you so much, Debra.

Chronology of events:

Jan. 14, 2013, Monday:  I found a lump under my right armpit while showering. I thought I had pulled a muscle while working out and told Wayne that if I was going to give it a week and if it was still there I would see the Dr. about it.  A week later it was still there only not as swollen.  I called my GP and they were able to get me in to see them on about Jan. 22.  My regular physician was unable to see me so I saw another Doctor (Dr. Forsytek) in the office which happened to be female. 

Jan. 22, 2013, Tuesday:  I went in to see DR. Forsytek for an exam of the area in question.  She could not find it until I put my finger on it and then she could feel it.  She set up a diganostic mammogram and sonogram for Jan. 28.

Jan. 28, 2013, Monday:  I went to Delaney Radiologist for full mammogram of both breasts and extra scans of my right breast and a sonogram of right breast.

Jan. 29, 2013, Tuesday:  I received a phone call from Dr. Forsytek that the lump was 2cm and suspicious.  She then arranged for a consultation with Dr. Charlie Scott, General Surgeon at Wilmington Health at 1202 Medical Center Drive in Wilmington, NC for Tuesday, Feb. 5, 2013 at 8:30 a.m.

Feb. 5, 2013, Tuesday:  Wayne and I Arrived for my appointment with Dr. Charlie Scott for consultation for him to do a biopsy.  He did a sonogram on both breasts and took a biopsy of the suspicious growth.  He said it was most likely cancer but we would no for sure once he received the results which would be the next day. 

Feb. 7, 2013, Thursday:  Wayne and I went back to see Dr. Scott and he confirmed that it was a cancerous tumor.  Invasive ductile carcinoma.  This is the most common breast cancer in women.  Needless to say I don't remember much of that conversation.  All I could think about was that I was going to die!  Of course I wept.  I did hold it together enough to ask questions and so did Wayne.  He said we didn't have to decide anything right away and when we left his office our brains were overloaded with information.  He talked percentages of it coming back based on options we might choose, whether it was lumpectomy, on breast removed, both breasts removed or doing nothing.  He said if we did nothing the lump would probably double in size in about 200 days.  He said mine was a medium growing cancer.  He also said I had a suspicious lymph node and he thought, based on his experience that it was 'involved' ie, was cancerous.  He did not want to biopsy it because he 'knew' what the results would be and it wasn't necessary.  Wayne and I went home and we were both in shock.  Dr. Scott said I would go through depression and that was a normal progression of my emotions throughout this ordeal and to be expected.  He said that was good to go through it because if I did not then when it was all over that my depression would be even worse.  Well, maybe that's what 'most' people do but depression is a cold, dark place and not where I want to go.  I admit that I was always on the verge of tears when I would talk about it and if my family or my friends broke down and cried while we talked then I would too.  I can't stand to see my family or my friends cry even if it is for me.  I don't want them to hurt.  I know I am strong and can and will get through this.


Feb. 11, 2013, Monday:   Dr. Scott order a body cavity CT Scan.  Wayne and I went to Wilmington Health for the scan.  The morning of the scan I had to drink this clear stuff mixed with water or anything I wanted to use.  I was only using half of the bottle for the first dose then drink the rest within an hour of the scan.  I was told it was 'nasty'.  I mixed the clear solution in cold water and slugged it down.  It only tasted like water.  Hahaha.  I have become a human pin cushion and it is not fun!  My veins go into hiding when I am around anyone in a lab coat.  I was called into the room and took off my shirt and bra.  I was covered in one of those beautiful gowns that tie.  It was obviously made for a little person because it would not meet across the front and came up 6 inches above my waist.  I lay down on the table and the tech tried both arms at the inner elbow for a vein.  No luck.  She finally used my hand at the right wrist.  She put a port so she could inject her solution.  The table moved me in and a voice would tell me to take a breath and hold.  Then release my   breath.  This happened several times and the table would move in and out and in and out and you could hear something start up like a jet engine.  There was a glass view of whatever that thing was that was rotating at a high rate of speed.  It would speed up and slow down over and over.  Finally the tech. came back into the room.  She started injecting the solution and told me I would feel warm in my pelvic area and perhaps other places.  Talk about a strange feeling!  I could feel heat running down my right arm to my chest then straight down to my pelvis.  I could feel a spot on the center of my head getting hot and one place on my right foot near the arch.  It almost felt like I peed on myself!  Hahaha.  The scan didn't take very long and she took out the port, let me dress and I was on my way.  Did you know that one CT Scan has the amount of radiation in 200 X-Rays!!  Not good.

Feb. 12, 2013, Tuesday:  Wayne and I went to see Dr. Scott for test results on CT scan and have a portacath installed.  We talked more indepth as to what type of surgery and treatment would be the best for me.
Did not get portachath.  Maybe we misunderstood?

Feb. 13, 2013, Wednesday:  No appointments.  Dr. Scott’s office called me at work and wanted to meet with us at 9:45.  We were very anxious.  Told us about the spot on my adrenal glands.

Feb. 14, 2013, Thursday:  Second opinion with Dr. Bebb.  After work.  Dr. Bebb wants to biopsy my lymph nodes and find all the cancer in my body.  If I should need chemo, he wants to do that first for 18 weeks then do any surgery I may need.  I go back to him on Monday, Feb. 18 at 4pm for portocath install and biopsy of lymph nodes.

Feb. 15, 2013, Friday:  Made call to Dr. Scott to let him know I was going to use Dr. Bebb as my physician.
 
Lymph Node biopsy
 
Feb. 18, 2013, Monday: Wayne and I  went back to Dr. Bebb.  He performed a biopsy of my 1 lymph node that was most likely cancerous.  So far with the exception of my first biopsy there was no pain.  The only reason for pain in the first instance was the numbing shot did not completely numb all the areas it should have.  He will call with the results tomorrow.  The picture above is just before he did the biopsy.

Feb. 19, 2013, Tuesday:  Dr. Bebb called and said the lymph node tested positive for cancer.  He set me up with an appointment to see Dr. Arb who will be my Oncologist.

Feb. 25, 2013, Monday:  Wayne and I went in to see Dr. Arb.  She is a sweet lady, short in stature and a great personality.  I really like her.  She went into in depth teaching about cancer in general, cancer of the breasts and assured me there was nothing I did to cause it, nothing I could have done to prevent it, and it is not attributed to my diet, eating sugar, meat or fat.  She said the prognosis is good in my case and I should live a long life.  As far as diet goes, I think there are things I can do to help myself get better and stay healthier......  She had me scheduled for a bone scan.  They are doing all the necessary tests to make sure there is no cancer any place else in my body.

Feb. 27, 2013, Wednesday:  Wayne, my sister Wanda and I went to Cape Fear Hospital for my bone scan.  They gave me a shot and then I could leave and come back in 2 hours.  We left and got some lunch and came back for the scan.  It only took about 20 minutes.  I am somewhat claustrophobic and this scan had me lying on a table and a large part of that machine rolled all the way up to my head.  It had a flat plate facing me.  I closed my eyes and when I opened them again it was about 3 inches from my nose.  My claustrophobia kicked in and I was ready to scream to get off of that table.  I took deep breaths and closed my eyes and pretended I was somewhere else.  It worked.  Finally the plate moved further down my body and I was o.k.  I could see the computer screen with the scan and it was really strange.  The results of the scan showed I was fine but I had some degenerative arthritis in my neck and on the back of my right heel.  Not a problem.

Feb. 28, 2013, Thursday:  Chemo School at Dr. Arbs office.  Actually her office is in the Cape Fear Cancer Specialists building where I take all my treatments.  For my Chemo School Wayne and my two sister's, Wanda and Cindy also came along with me.  Nurse Crystal gave the teaching.  It was information overload for the most part but she gave me plenty of reading material for me to brush up on.  I didn't read it right away but a few days later I had some weird 'pain' in a tiny spot on my left ankle and underneath my left and right elbows.  It was really strange and like I say it was a small spot.  About the size of a pencil eraser.  I had no idea it might have something to do with any of the shots I was having to take for all my tests they were doing on me.  After reading the info I was given, the medicine they injected in me for my bone scan was the culprit.  That is one of the side effects!  It only lasted a couple of days and it was just a very minor issue.

March 4, 2013, Monday:  The only thing holding me up from starting my chemo treatments was having a heart scan.
I had one today.  It was at New Hanover Regional Medical Center in the Radiology Department.  I had a nuclear shot just like for the  bone scan and had to wait an hour before the test.  This test was kind of like the bone scan with a large part of the machine rolling up to my chest and then rolling to the left .  This is looking at the blood flow coming out of the bottom chamber of my heart.  They want to make sure my heart is strong enough to take the chemo.  It is!!!!!  Yaaayyy!



Cindy, me and Wanda.  My two sisters are normally brunettes but they could not
resist trying on the blonde wigs.  I stayed with mostly the brown ones and somewhat red ones. 
This is not the one I purchased.


March 5, 2013, Tuesday:  Wig Day!!!  Today my two sisters, Cindy and Wanda went with me to Sheila's Wigs to see if we could find on for me that was like my own hair.  Well, my hair is pretty curly.  We started trying them on and I tried on straight ones, red ones and in between ones.  Sheila let my sisters try on wigs too and it was a hoot!!!  Wanda did some Marilyn Monroe and Farrah Fawcett blonde wigs and OMG it was funny.  She started singing Happy Birthday to the President (like Marilyn did for JFK).  It was the funniest thing ever.

March 6, 2013, Wednesday:  Wanda and I went to see Dr. Bebb today and he installed a portocath in my left arm just above and on the inside of the elbow.  It took 7 people and Dr. Bebb to do the job.  He cut my skin and then he first pushed a line into my vein and watched it on the sonogram to make sure it was going into the vein o.k.  After that was done he turned it over to a nurse/PA? to actually install the port and another line into my vein.  The length of this cath goes from my elbow and snakes up my arm the over to the top of my rib cage down to the second rib below my clavicle.  Nothing hurt until the second guy took over.  Obviously the numbing meds had not done the job because when he started making room for the port.  This port is about a nickel size in diameter and about 3 nickels thick.  The center is hollowed out and there is a substance inside that looks like it has been filled with clear silicone and left to dry.  When an injection is made the area is sterilized and then it is sprayed with a very cold spray to numb the skin then the injection can be made without any pain.  Thank goodness.


 
My nurse Crystal
 

March 7, 2013, Thursday:  Today Wayne and I went in to see Dr. Arb.  Mainly it was to talk about what was to come with the chemo I was having shortly after the visit.  It also gave us an opportunity to ask questions which we did.  We then left her office and went into the Chemo Room.  It was 9:30 am by then and I was taken to the waiting room by nurse Joyce.  She handed us off to Chemo Nurse Crystal.  Everyone there is so nice and I got a real southern (maybe redneck) nurse.  A kindred spirit!  Hahahahaha.  She explained what she would be doing and all then proceeded to set it all up and drip, drip, drip it began.  She had to give me each drug separately because they could not be mixed.  As a result it took 4.5 hours.  The only time I experienced anything out of the ordinary was when she started the A drug which is red and what causes the hair to fall out.  A minute or so after it began I felt really light.  Like my body was floating and I was a little light headed but nothing severe.  The whole time I was there I was working on this blog using their wireless network.  There were a lot of people there some having chemo and some having other infusions or whatever.  One guy next to me was in pretty bad shape.  He had a fever and didn't want to go to the hospital so the chemo doctors gave him antibiotics, reduced his fever, gave him fluids as well as his chemo.  Wow!!  And I heard the nurse call him Doctor.  I will find out more about him next time if he is there.  He has quite a story but he slept most of the time he was there.

At about 4pm today I had to go to Castle Hayne to do a little shopping.  While I was there I started feeling really tired or really sleepy.  I couldn't figure out which it was.  Last night I woke up at 3:30 am and never went back to sleep.  I had to take two pills before going to bed.  It was steroids and the nurse said it would keep me awake and it also made me 'nervous'.  I am looking forward to a good nights sleep tonight.  I have not experienced any nausea as of right now.  Fingers crossed.  Tomorrow I go in for a 'booster' shot or 'Superwoman' shot as they told me.  It has steroids and blood boosting stuff to boost my immunity and protect me from infections. 

I have had a lot of friends and family contacting me and wishing me well and I can't tell you how much I appreciate that.  They are keeping me in their prayers and for that I am truly Blessed.  The Power of Prayer is unlimited.  Thank you all so very much. 



My portocath and the hookup for my chemo
 
I will be posting more photos later, until next time, have a great day.
Glenda