Clean Bill of Health

For those of you who are still checking in on me...thank you. That's super kind of you.

Here's a sweet little update for you - 

On Wednesday, September 13th, I visited the breast doctor. She said everything looked good, as expected. She was bemused by all of the trials I went through over the past six months, but glad to see that I've come out on the other side of it all. I still feel some soreness/achiness on my radiation side, but she said that was to be expected. I was a little surprised because I thought I would be feeling much closer to 100% but not quite yet, even though I finished radiation in February! I guess this stuff sticks around a lot longer than I thought.  I also restarted physical therapy because I've been having some tightness under my arm where the lymph nodes were removed. 

The next day, Thursday, September 14th, I had a mammogram done. I'm pleased to report that the images showed all clear! This is exciting news, because even though it should be a routine scan, I never really thought about how I would feel having it, and maybe there was a small, very small part of me that was thinking...gee, what if? But it came out clear, I have a clean bill of health (for once) and I can move on and not think about it anymore.  I will continue to do my self-exams of course, but I don't need another mammogram for at least six months. Hooray!

Thanks for sticking with me... and for your continued prayers! 

Deported - Farewell

I spent the past couple of days in water world with my family, first on a beach day and then on a pool day, all in celebration of the last days of summer and in preparation for my port removal. I (safely) soaked up the sun and thoroughly enjoyed myself. 

I took one last photo of my port. It's been with me since last July and while it hasn't really bothered me (except when wearing a seat belt or carrying a bag), and it was a blessing to have through the treatment process, I am glad to see it go, as a way of moving on from everything. 

I woke up this morning mentally ready to be "deported." Matt asked me if I was nervous and I said not at all. Getting the port put in was such a scary prospect for me. It was in the beginning of this journey when everything was scary. I was so nervous at the time, they had to give me anti-anxiety meds just to get through the procedure. This time, I walked in ready to go. 

I had a very lovely physician assistant do the procedure. She was very kind and played cool island vibes music. A nurse held my hand so I didn't get too nervous. Within thirty minutes, the port was out and I was all stitched up. I was in an out of the hospital in about two hours. 

And now I am back home recovering with ease. With an ice pack and a nap, it'll be like nothing happened, just a regular Tuesday.

The port is gone. The cancer is gone. The thymus is gone. My work here is done. I still have to visit the oncologist every three months, and I follow up with mammograms every six months, and I take my meds for the next five to ten years. But I am ready to move on, to get back to my regular life. I am taking three classes right now, working hard to reinvent myself. And I got offered a new job that I start next month. Life has turned around for me, finally. And I couldn't be more grateful.

You have faithfully followed my journey, you have faithfully prayed for me and carried me through so many difficult days. I will never forget your love and care, it has meant the world to me. In my darkest moments (and I had plenty), I felt held and I know that it was because of you. Thank you for everything...truly. I pray that all of the kindness and loving care that I received will be returned to you a hundredfold. Blessings on you, thank you, I love you. 

Barbie Girl

We took a girls' trip today to the movies to see the Barbie movie. I was only motivated by having an outing with just the two of us, I had no idea what the movie was about, but I was pleasantly surprised by the themes of film. It gave us great content to discuss the concepts of perfection/imperfection and feminism and the patriarchy amongst other things. It's tough growing up being a girl (and maybe it's even harder for her now that she's had a mom with breast cancer), but I hope that my bond with her can stay strong and she can grow up well in this world, with some love and hope. 

Feel It On The First

I discovered a movement to encourage women (and men) to check themselves monthly called “Feel it on the first.” It’s an easy way to remember on the first of every month to do a self-examination, and I’ve taken to doing it myself and reminded those around me. 

Since I was the one who discovered my own lump, I’m even more adamant about making sure we look for changes. It’s important to know what your normal is, because everyone is different, and to be able to recognize changes. So here are some tips. Please take them seriously and do your self-exams regularly. Put it on your calendar for the first of every month. 

The Eyes Have It

I took the hour long drive to the eye doctor today. He was impressed with how far I’ve come, but offered no explanation as to why my double vision had corrected other than to say myasthenia gravis is complex and doesn’t show up the same for everyone I guess. Nothing had changed when my vision started to correct at the beginning of July. My medicine was still the same, I hadn’t had the surgery yet, and I hadn’t started the infusions. I just woke up and could start to see better. Who knows. I still wake up with double vision every morning and even when I take naps, it splits again. The doctor found that odd because he said it’s usually the opposite, people usually wake up rested and as their eyes tire throughout the day it gets worse. Leave it to me to be the opposite. But I still have some weakness which is why it crosses, but it’s stronger than it was before. Now I just have to wait to see the neurologist in October and see if I can start to wean off the prednisone. Then I’ll know for sure how my symptoms stack up. In the meantime, I’ll just enjoy my vision while it’s good. 

Home Infusion #4

I was excited to start the day with my boy on a field trip to the middle school. He is starting 6th grade and they had an open house this morning where we could do a scavenger hunt and find his classrooms and locker. It was a great way to shake off the nerves and get ready for the new school year!

I also made it to my final home infusion. I now have had four infusions for myasthenia. I haven’t had any real changes but I’m glad it hasn’t been a detriment to me. 

I do not see my neurologist until October so I won’t have an update on tapering the prednisone or continuing these infusions for another month, but at least I’m on the right track with a treatment plan going forward, especially when six months ago I was so lost and full of doubt. I’m in a much better place, thank God. 

Pushing

I find myself pushing on to do more things. This morning I got up early, finished a book I was reading, and made a yummy breakfast for the family. Then I went out to lunch with a dear friend in downtown Princeton. 

When I returned home, I did a little house cleaning and started the Herculean task of going through the mountain of clothes that don’t fit me. I ended the day with a grueling bike ride in the high humidity. 

My lungs were seizing and my thighs were burning, but I pushed myself. I don’t know for sure if I’m returning to who I was or if I’m becoming someone new. Either way, I’ll keep pushing. 

LAST DAY!

I finally made it to my final day of active breast cancer treatment! This time last year I was knee deep in chemotherapy treatments, and now here I am at last, all done! 

My oncologist’s office doesn’t have a bell to ring (because they don’t want people to feel badly about it) so instead they give you a certificate. I’ll take it. Because I’m done! 

What does that mean? It means I will only go back to the oncologist every three months for checkups and I will continue to take tamoxifen for the next 5-10 years! 

Other than that, I’m free and ready to move on with life. It’s back to my studies and back to work one day soon! 

In the meantime, I’ll continue to enjoy life, spending time with family and living life to the fullest!

Lucky Day

Today felt like an incredibly lucky day. First of all, we made it to Philadelphia in record time this morning (thank you for driving, Ed!). I got into radiology and had my chest x-rays done quickly. We even had time to stop for coffee before my appointment. 

I was so early for my appointment with the thoracic surgeon, but thankfully they took me in and I managed to see him sooner than expected. He took a look at my scars and felt everything was fine. But the best news of all was the pathology report showed the ALL CLEAR - no cancer! Woo hoo!!  How exciting! It means I don't need to return to see him again, ever, and can move on with my life! The next time I return to Philly will be to meet with the neurologist at some point to discuss the myasthenia. But otherwise, I'm free!

We left the hospital quickly and I made it home again in record time, which is what I needed because I had a job interview, and I think it went amazing! Fingers crossed, I'm hoping I get it. I should hear back from them by next week some time. 

Overall, it felt like a super lucky day for me...I was riding the high all day! To have so many good things happen just felt like a dream. Here's to hoping for more lucky days ahead! 

Running Errands

Today was all about the kids. Dentist appointment. Doctor appointment. But tomorrow will be about me again. I meet with the thoracic surgeon to follow up after the surgery. Hopefully the pathology results are clear and this scar is doing better than I think it is.

Time for bed, so I can wake up early for the drive to Philly.  

Home Infusion #3

I had the privilege of starting my day with a walk with my girl, at her invitation! It was a healthy start to the day and a great way to connect. How lucky am I?

Then I had my third home infusion. So far I haven’t seen any major changes for better or worse, but I’m ok with that. I have one more infusion next week and then I can re-evaluate next steps. 

After running errands with the kids (bloodwork, haircuts), I went out for dinner with my friends. It was so wonderful to reconnect with them, after being home most of the year, I missed out on the camaraderie and fellowship. It felt great to be out, enjoying their company, and feeling normal again. These are the days I’ve been waiting for…

 

Sunday Fun Day

I started the day out on the bike again. I was super ambitious but unfortunately was not prepared to bike on an empty stomach, so I petered out pretty quickly. But it felt so good to ride and use my body like that again. After breakfast Matt and I ran some errands while the kids stayed home. It was so lovely being out just the two of us. We ended the night watching a movie as a family. I’m finally in bed reading a book for pleasure and I can say that my heart and my mind are full of peace and joy right now. So many months of pain, frustration, and worry…and now I’m exercising again, I’m relaxed and feeling good, and that brings such peace to my heart. Things feel like they are finally falling into place. What a joy! 

Cycling and Fun

The cooler weather was the perfect invitation to get outside on my bike. It’s been over a year since I rode and I missed it terribly. It was so great to get out and bike, I can’t wait to do it again!

I began my day with an awesome bike ride and ended my day with an awesome dinner! Being with my best friend brings such joy to my heart. (We missed you Lu!). It’s the kind of friendship where time stands still for you to connect and build your everlasting bond over good food and laughs. My heart is full!