Dear Susan,
Cindy said that she and I have to help you be brave, and I thought, I don't know anything about being brave, How do you do that?
So I thought about it for a day, today Jan. 2, and the only thing I could think of was how brave you were on so many occasions when we were sisters in Cincy.
Who else would climb into a haunted house through a window and take me up to a scary attic only to find a prosthetic leg and other weird things. Do you still have that Patty Hearst poster?
But there were other occasions of your bravery. Foremost for me was the graduation speech you gave to the literacy class. You had rehearsed your speech a little with me before hand and you were very nervous and I 'm not sure you knew exactly what you were going to say.
But out you came in this beautiful yellow dress suit - so stunning on your amazing figure - your blue eyes blazing with pride and confidence. I remember it well. You connected so immediately with the people whose sorrow and hope you knew to well. No one but you could convince them things would be better now that they had their diploma.
Your message was that we can do pretty much anything we want as long as we realize we have control over our lives. We can shape our lives. We have so much to live for and overcome.
Life is always about over coming something, isn't it? In between battles / challenges, we rest and have fun and love someone and make art and help people. Then we face these uphill climbs that no one else can really understand but we struggle to the top nonetheless. Because it's what you know how to do : fight.
So dear cousin, you may draw on all the strength of all who went before you, from all the woman you never knew who faced down this disease to those we know have suffered but survived.
A day at a time, a deep breaths, lots of them. You are not alone on this journey.
All my love,
Beth
Good news today!!!
Robin
left for OSU on Monday to begin another round of chemo and experimental drugs.
This was in hopes to get the cancer in remission so that she could begin the
bone marrow transplant process. The fact that she would have to go in to the
rigorous and dangerous process of a bone marrow transplant weakened by this
round of chemo was daunting and very concerning. They didn’t even know if they
would be able to get the cancer in remission by doing this. It was definitely
not an “ideal” scenario.
However,
yesterday we received the most wonderful news. Her cancer had Miraculously gone
in to remission on its own. There is no explanation. Her immune system fought it
off!! The doctors were both perplexed and thrilled. They ran the test 4 times
and 6 different doctors looked at it! There was NO sign of cancer in her bone
marrow. She will now get to spend the next two weeks gaining strength and
stamina at home with her boys before returning to OSU for the transplant. This
revelation greatly increases her prognosis for a successful transplant.
XOXOXOXOXOOXOXOX
March 19, 2012
Peter and I have had a busy day. We had my weekly visit Dr Vaschi. He added
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March 19, 2012
more saline to the "ace" expanders that I have on my chest. He uses a
needle (I have two ports) and they pump it in. Kind of like pumping up a
tire.
Then we went to visit Cincinnati Hematology- Oncology, to meet with Dr.
Bhandari. This was a very informative consolation. He talked about how
aggressive this cancer had been (he said HAD) He has ordered a full body scan,
bone scan and CT scan of my lungs.. Just to make sure all of my body is cancer
free. He said they need to watch my lungs, if it would reappear the lungs could
be a target. This is just a precaution before they start the chemo. He wants to
make sure he has the right treatment plan. After the chemo they redo these
scans.
This is a big relief, I am a positive thinker but it does concern me a bit
- what about the rest of my body it is scary. Dr. Bhanadri is going to take
care of everything!
He has two drugs that I will receive over a 16 week period
Cytoxan this is classified as an "alkylating agent"and
Taxotere is classified as a "plant alkaloid, a taxene and a
antimicrotuble agent". This is given with a pre medication for three days, a
corticosteroid pill , starting the day before treatment. There are many side
effects :(
The good thing is the
breast cancer if out of my body and I am right on plan - for attending Indian
Market in Santa Fe the end of August:)
inner lining of milk ducts or the lobules that supply the ducts with milk.[1] Cancers originating from ducts
own as ductal carcinomas; those originating from lobules are known as lobularBob carcinomas. Breast cancer is a disease of humans and other mammals; while the overwhelming majority of cases in humans are women, men can also develop breast cancerBB
What is breast cancer? Hmm, in 1964 my father went to the hospital to have a lump removed from his chest. He was told in was benign. He was 49 years old. We did not talk about his operation. All that I knew was that he no longer had a nipple on the left side of his chest. At the ripe old age of 16 my thoughts were "oh well." The word "cancer" was never mentioned, let alone the words "breast cancer."He died a horrible and painful death from colon cancer when he was 63.
I remember walking behind his casket at church gripping the hands of my 2 young children. Someone was singing "Amazing Grace." That was the worst day of my life. Bob was my strength, the best father in the world. He had left me alone.
Life went on my children and I grew up together! I blossomed with my career. Did I ever think of breast cancer? No not me. I had very small breasts. Cancer? No way. I was healthy, worked out, and ate the proper foods. I even created new breast with the help of implants. Life was good.
In March of 2007 I retired after 30 years in banking. The market was crashing and it was time for me to move on. With a whole lot of enthusiasm and energy I walked out the door ready to devote my time to whatever I wanted to do. Fiber Arts, teaching quilting to homeless teenagers, making a difference became my passion.
On April 30, 2007 I went for my yearly mammogram. I was four months late due to a snowstorm, retiring and just taking the time to make the appointment. Life was good! I went to The Breast Center, had the mammogram, and was ready to go get my hair cut. I had to wait for the technician to return so I could leave. She was gone of a long time. After 45 minutes I stuck my head out the door and asked If I could leave. I thought that maybe I misunderstood what the tech had said.
She eventually came back with the radiologist. I had no clue that something was wrong. He marched in turned on a light and proceed to explain to me about calcium in my breast. I knew I had a deposit in my right breast. I had been told it was nothing to worry about. He said, "the right breast is fine. I need you to look at this and pay attention to what I am saying." He was showing me some little tiny spots - 5 of them - running down my breast and telling me it was calcification. He got a bit ruffled with me, then he blurted out, "this the beginning stages of breast cancer and it has to come out!!!"
OK You Now Have My Attention!
Friday, March 16, 2012
Meet Me At The Center of The Earth
Today I feel GOOD!!!!
Yesterday I went with Janet ( the President of Knitwits) to the Cincinnati Museum of Art. to see an incredible show of Chicago based artist Nick Cave. The exhibit is where the visual and Performing arts collide ! Wow it was great. Fiber art is used to create what Nick calls life size sound suits? The sound suits that are currently on mannequins. Thou Nick has been been pictured wearing these costumes evocative of African, Mardi Gras, religious cermonial costumes, and haute couture, they address issues of ritual, myth and identity.
For my artistic friends take a look
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rVtDb1ltqlk&feature=player_embedded
Yesterday I went with Janet ( the President of Knitwits) to the Cincinnati Museum of Art. to see an incredible show of Chicago based artist Nick Cave. The exhibit is where the visual and Performing arts collide ! Wow it was great. Fiber art is used to create what Nick calls life size sound suits? The sound suits that are currently on mannequins. Thou Nick has been been pictured wearing these costumes evocative of African, Mardi Gras, religious cermonial costumes, and haute couture, they address issues of ritual, myth and identity.
For my artistic friends take a look
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rVtDb1ltqlk&feature=player_embedded
Tuesday, March 13, 2012
I got the WIG!
Yesterday I went and got the wig! So
the wig thing is done. It looks like my real hair. I am still not wild about
the whole idea. I am not wild about loosing my hair either., but you just got to
do what you got to do! Guess I will get used to the
idea.
I also got a great goodie
bag while I was there from the Chris Collinsworth Foundation. www.proscanwoman.org
It has everything I could possible need while I am visiting the chemo room! A
blanket, a mug, three books, a pen, a note
pad, and even pink cozy socks. All I will need is my
knitting.
Please keep my niece Robin in your
thoughts and prayers . Her journey with leukemia is critical. We are hoping
for a remission and then a successful bone
marrow transplant. She has 2 young children and is a wonderful young woman.
She needs lots of positive energy.
Quote from one of my books in my new
goodie bag:
We must stop thinking of cancer in
whispers, as if it is something shameful. For when it is brought out into the
brilliant light of the day it seems to shrink, to pull back, to
diminish
YestPerday
's
Saturday, March 3, 2012
Recovery and Reconstruction
March 03, 2012
No rhyme or reason - part of my reconstruction surgery was the
placement of expanders which are a charming device that has a port in the middle
of mesh material this is a pocket surrounded by a metal frame. This is a bit
like a balloon which will slowly will be filled with saline solution. The
purpose is to stretch the skin. If the tissue survives and is healthy, the
expander will be replaced with a breast implant, eventually, after I complete
the chemo. This means one more surgery.
The good thing is this contraption will be gone! The result oo la la natural and youthful bosom. Of course this skin/tissue has been or will be through a massive amount is stress. Like seven surgeries in the last four and a half years and thirty radiation treatments. All this in that one little breast. Still to come four to five months of chemo. This is a lot of stress for this 63 year old skin. I am very lucky though I have been blessed with a magical ability to heal fast. My Dr.'s are hopeful I will not need to have any transplant of tissue from other parts of my body. :)
The not so comfortable expanders are a pain as I am healing. These little foreign things create pressure which has turned in to a constant nagging pain. On top of this I have what feels like a pinched nerve or shingles pain. This is severe pain - thank goodness it is not constant. It does slow me down. Dr. Vashi has assured me this will eventually go away. Oh well, when you have cancer you just deal with all this crap!
The good thing is this contraption will be gone! The result oo la la natural and youthful bosom. Of course this skin/tissue has been or will be through a massive amount is stress. Like seven surgeries in the last four and a half years and thirty radiation treatments. All this in that one little breast. Still to come four to five months of chemo. This is a lot of stress for this 63 year old skin. I am very lucky though I have been blessed with a magical ability to heal fast. My Dr.'s are hopeful I will not need to have any transplant of tissue from other parts of my body. :)
The not so comfortable expanders are a pain as I am healing. These little foreign things create pressure which has turned in to a constant nagging pain. On top of this I have what feels like a pinched nerve or shingles pain. This is severe pain - thank goodness it is not constant. It does slow me down. Dr. Vashi has assured me this will eventually go away. Oh well, when you have cancer you just deal with all this crap!
Sunday, January 22, 2012
Saturday, January 21, 2012
Breast Cancer - The Beginning of the Journey
No rhyme or reason part of my surgery was the placement of expanders which are a charming device that has a port in the middle of mesh material this is a pocket sroundefd by a metal frame. This is a bit like a balloon which will slowly be filled with saline solution.. The purpose is to stretch the skin. If the tissue survives and is healthy the breast implant will eventually be replace
(surgically ) this contraption. . The result oh la la natural and youthful blossom. Of course this skin/tissue has been or will be through a massive amount is stress. Like seven surgeries in the last four and a half years and thirty raditation treatments. All this in that one little breast. Still to come four to five months of chemo. This is a l of stress for this 63 year oldl skin. I am very lucky though I have been blessed with a magical healing. Ability to heal fast. My Dr's are hopeful I will not need to have any transplant of tissue from other parts of my body :)
The not so comfortable expanders are a pain as I am healing these little foreign contraptions great pressure which has turned in to a constant nagging pain on top of this have what feels like a pinched. Nerve or shingles pain. This is severe thank goodness it is not constant. Dr Vasch has assured me this will eventually go away . Oh well if you have cancer you just deal with all this
crap!
sr lining of milk ducts or the lobules that supply the ducts
with milk.[1] Cancers
originating from ducts are known as ductal
carcinomas; those originating from lobules are known as lobular carcinomas.
Breast cancer is a disease of humans and other mammals; while the overwhelming
majority of cases in human are women, men can
also develop breast cancer
What is breast cancer? Hmm, in 1964 my father went to the hospital to have a lump removed from his chest. He was told in was benign. He was 49 years old. We did not talk about his operation. All that I knew was that he no longer had a nipple on the left side of his chest. At the ripe old age of 16 my thoughts were "oh well." The word "cancer" was never mentioned, let alone the words "breast cancer."He died a horrible and painful death from colon cancer when he was 63.
I remember walking behind his casket at church gripping the hands of my 2 young children. Someone was singing "Amazing Grace." That was the worst day of my life. Bob was my strength, the best father in the world. He had left me alone.
Life went on my children and I grew up together! I blossomed with my career. Did I ever think of breast cancer? No not me. I had very small breasts. Cancer? No way. I was healthy, worked out, and ate the proper foods. I even created new breast with the help of implants. Life was good.
In March of 2007 I retired after 30 years in banking. The market was crashing and it was time for me to move on. With a whole lot of enthusiasm and energy I walked out the door ready to devote my time to whatever I wanted to do. Fiber Arts, teaching quilting to homeless teenagers, making a difference became my passion.
On April 30, 2007 I went for my yearly mammogram. I was four months late due to a snowstorm, retiring and just taking the time to make the appointment. Life was good! I went to The Breast Center, had the mammogram, and was ready to go get my hair cut. I had to wait for the technician to return so I could leave. She was gone of a long time. After 45 minutes I stuck my head out the door and asked If I could leave. I thought that maybe I misunderstood what the tech had said.
She eventually came back with the radiologist. I had no clue that something was wrong. He marched in turned on a light and proceed to explain to me about calcium in my breast. I knew I had a deposit in my right breast. I had been told it was nothing to worry about. He said, "the right breast is fine. I need you to look at this and pay attention to what I am saying." He was showing me some little tiny spots - 5 of them - running down my breast and telling me it was calcification. He got a bit ruffled with me, then he blurted out, "this the beginning stages of breast cancer and it has to come out!!!"
OK You Now Have My Attention!December 08, 2011
My breast cancer is back :( Good news I am strong and will do what ever I have to do... I am heading to
the road to recovery!
xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxo
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