Thankfulness...Day 83

Today I am thankful for my puppy.  Actually something specific about my puppy.  I am thankful for the way that she pulls and pushes on a blanket to get it situated just so...then turns around at least 4 times and finally lays down.  When she starts the process I stop whatever I am doing and watch.  It is just soooo sweet.

That's all for today...thanks for reading
lots of love
Sarah

Thankfulness...day 82

today I am thankful for my therapist.  


he told me today that I am an amazing woman.  He told me that he loves how I view the world, and that even with a life threatening disease staring me in the face daily...I have not allowed it to invade my soul.  


I told him that I give him a great deal of credit in a huge shift in my outlook.  He is the one who called my attention to the fact that if someone asked about my story the only piece I shared was the cancer part.  He reminded me that I am so much more than some mutated cells.  Because of my therapist I have made a genuine effort to rediscover things that brought light into my heart.  Now the black cloud that normally settles over me one week post treatment isn't here.  I am truly happy.  So for that I am thankful.  


I will work on the ability to gracefully take a compliment.  Mostly I stare at my shoes and wish it would go away.  I am almost comfortable being who I am...and believing that who I am is pretty awesome.  I am NOT comfortable with anyone else commenting on the fact that they might think I am awesome.  Oh well...I can't fix everything all at once...being perfect would be so difficult...heehee


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Thankfulness...Day 81

What a day....this was one of those days that come along every once in a while and I just bask in the glory of it for about a week after.  Robin and I both had a holiday yesterday and today.  Today I finally felt up to leaving the house.  We went to Hobby Lobby, Michael's, the mall (GASP!), and the grocery store.  
Once we got back home, Robin and I settled into our crafty groove and watched some quality television (Judy Moody and Bad Dog).  Robin made several multicolored spiders to add to our Halloween decor, 

and I started on her hand painted Toms.  I have one shoe finished, but I have not been able to convince her that the one shoe painted, one shoe plain look in totally in this season.  She is insisting on two painted shoes.  

I also worked on some of my fall themed wreaths.  I am having so much fun rerouting my teachery craftiness into basic crafty goodness.  I found this wreath on etsy and have made a halloween one, two fall ones, and once I get the right green yarn I will be starting on a christmas version.  

I also made some duct tape flower pens to add to a birthday gift that I dropped off this afternoon.  The pens didn't take long to make at all and they are soooooo cute!

In other news...my mom made it home from Vegas in one piece...with some amazing stories.  What I wouldn't give to be a fly on the wall for one of the infamous "Sister trips."  As is the norm with our family the trip home from the airport took about 6 hours instead of 45 minutes, but Mimi was already to a pretty good place about the whole ordeal.   I love it when I don't have to be present when things fall apart, and I get to see the hilarity in the retelling of the experience.  
So Robin and I split the day between relaxing and being productive and now we are waiting for our baked potatoes.  Tomorrow...it is back to business as usual...for now at least


Love to all
Sarah


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Just a little update

Good Morning,


Because my CA-125 was up another 50 points from the last treatment I got a call from Dr. Cloven. She wants to schedule a laparoscopy in about 3 weeks (she wants to make sure I am completely recovered from treatment). It will be a small 3 incision, general anesthetic, outpatient procedure. I will need about a week to recuperate. She will put in a camera and try to find where the cancer cells are hiding. If she can't find anything she will take washings to look for microscopic cells. After that we will make a decision on what to do going forward. I am stressed about this, so I am not really noticing how icky I feel from the treatment. Nothing like the thought of yet another surgery to put things into perspective.
Please keep sending prayers and thoughts to the big Guy upstairs. I need all the good juju I can get to help me through each new step of this million step treatment process. The outcome is all that matters...I want to be here for a long time and if this is the next step to get 
me to that place...BRING IT ON!


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Trying Like HELL to be thankful...Day 80

Help...help...all my ultra positive friends and family.  I need help. 

I had treatment yesterday, and I have gotten to  really good place about them.  I know I will feel crummy...I know it will pass and I will get back to myself and have a really good stretch before I have to feel crummy again.  
Now what I cannot seem to find a positive spin about...a way to see this through that rose colored glass is my CA-125.  Those not in the ovarian cancer know...this test is to measure the protein that ovarian cancer cells produce in my blood.  A normal woman (I know...I know...I have never been normal) should have a score around 35.  Pre-surgery mine was 18,000...post surgery it was 2700...last October it was 338...July it was 150...yesterday it was 266.  I was told not to worry unless it doubled or something.  We haven't reached that double place yet.  I have had physical exams (super awesome and totally non invasive let me tell ya).  CT scans (at least 3 of these) and even a PET scan that left me radioactive for 5 hours.  All scans and exams are clear...so why in the good lord's name does this damn tumor marker keep going up?  

I am willing to admit this one number sends me into a tailspin when it doesn't head in the right direction.  I think it is because no matter what I do I can't do anything to help lower the number.  When my red blood count was low I could change some of the foods in my diet to bring it back up.  If the nausea from chemo gets to be too much I know that if I super hydrate i will get better.  With everything else waiting seemed to do the trick.  Now I am looking at the fact that I have 7 treatments left to go...and my number refuses to head in the correct direction.  No matter what I finish with treatment in April.  With this new trend in the CA125...I am already worrying what my number will look like by then.  In my mind this single agent approach isn't doing enough to the cancer.  There are little tiny microscopic cells hiding out...unreachable by the taxotere that I have pumped into my port once every four weeks. 

So if anyone out in cyberspace has any suggestions for how I can spin this into a glass half full scenario...that doesn't include "look how far you've come"...I would really appreciate it. 




Love to all
Sarah






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Thankfulness...Day 79

Today I am thankful for little hands...tiny voices and learning what the kiddos in my class want to be when they grow up!  The job titles ran from farmer...to truck driver...to doctor (for babies)...to big...that's right when he grows up he want to be big.  So literal...I love it.  I have treatment on Thursday...so I am soaking up all the love these little loveys can give me.  Have a great day!
Love to all,
Sarah


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Lungs...who needs lungs

Robin and I had planned to go to Austin this weekend.  They have the newest installment of "Cows on Parade" on display until October 16th.  I have chemo on the 8th so this was the last weekend I would feel up to going.  

Well last week I spent some quality time at my house instead of working because I had bronchitis.  
I thought I was on my way to feeling better, but I couldn't shake the cough, so on Thursday I got a nebulizer and some albuterol.  I did three breathing treatments throughout the night between Thursday and Friday, and my lungs felt better...even if my legs did feel a bit like jell-o.  
 
I was still planning my trip and writing out lists for what I would need to pack.  By Friday afternoon I was a big pile of grouchy and so tired I could barely keep my eyes open.  I had to make a decision and I REALLY didn't want to make it.  Then Robin piped up from the backseat on the way home from school.  




"Mom, we can always see the cows online.  I really wanted to see them, but I care WAYYYYY more about your health.  You don't sound so good when you don't do that breathing thing...so I think we should stay home so you can get really well."
Sometimes I forget that I am the parent and it feels like she is parenting me.  I know every time I have a sniffle she gets worried.  She has told me about her anxiety about me ever having to go back to the hospital.  I try not to let her see how bad I feel.  I try to be strong for her, but I guess she is more tuned in than I think.  I think she sees through it when I put up a strong front.  We have been together too long for me to fool her.  People say that they don't know how i fight this disease and keep such a positive attitude most of the time...the word hero has even been tossed out a couple of times.  I'm not a hero!  I am just a mom trying like hell to stick around for the real hero.  Robin has been dealt a pretty crappy parent deck.  One that doesn't come around very often...and one that ended up with stage IV cancer.  Even with that she is loving...compassionate...wise beyond her 12 years...and strong beyond my 35 years.  She has so much on her plate and she deals with it so gracefully on most days.  I really need to remember that little voice telling me that my health is more important than a trip to Austin, the next time preteen hormones rear their ugly head.  
So I am spending the weekend at home...taking breathing treatments every 5 hours, watching movies with Robin, playing on GirlsGoGames.com and taking and naps in between.  All in all I think it is a pretty great way to spend a weekend.  Thanks Robin
love to all
Sarah

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