So, nothing new has been going on.
Besides some mouth sores the journey after the lest chemo treatment has went pretty well.
We are coming up on round 3 in just 2 days! Hoping and praying that her body, mind and soul take it as good as she did this last time.
This is her story......
Monday, November 12, 2012
Sunday, October 28, 2012
Better The Second Time
After her second round of chemo last week, mom got her shot of Neulasta on Thursday.
So much better than the first time, which put her in bed for 8 days straight. She was lucky to get up and be able to get to the bathroom on her own.
She ached from the top of her hair (which she still had then) to the tips of her toes. Said she felt like it was the worst flu she had ever had times 10!
It was rough seeing her like that.
So sick.
But this time is much better. Not all the aches and pains, just a lot of nausea.
Her toenails did hurt the other night. You heard me right, her toenails.
She is getting up and going to the kitchen on her own and seems to be taking this round a whole lot better.
So glad!
This is her story......
So much better than the first time, which put her in bed for 8 days straight. She was lucky to get up and be able to get to the bathroom on her own.
She ached from the top of her hair (which she still had then) to the tips of her toes. Said she felt like it was the worst flu she had ever had times 10!
It was rough seeing her like that.
So sick.
But this time is much better. Not all the aches and pains, just a lot of nausea.
Her toenails did hurt the other night. You heard me right, her toenails.
She is getting up and going to the kitchen on her own and seems to be taking this round a whole lot better.
So glad!
This is her story......
Thursday, October 25, 2012
Hand in Hand
What ever I can do, I will do.
What ever I can get, I will get.
What ever I can say, I will say.
What ever she needs, I will provide for her the best I can.
My mother and I hand in hand.
This is her story......
What ever I can get, I will get.
What ever I can say, I will say.
What ever she needs, I will provide for her the best I can.
My mother and I hand in hand.
This is her story......
Not Neulasta!
Yeah, that's right.
It's time for that shot again.
My mother found out yesterday that due to getting such harsh chemo drugs that they will have to give her the Neulasta shot for her white blood cells after every chemo treatment.
The last shot put her in bed for 7 days and got her sent back to the hospital.
The 2-3 day prediction of being sick in bed that the doctors give is way off. :(
Hopefully this time it doesn't last that long and she can get back to herself quickly. According to her, it made her feel the worst that she has ever felt in her life. "I gave birth to you, a 10 pound baby, with no drugs and it didn't hurt as bad as this feels."
Praying for less pain and a quick comeback!
This is her story......
It's time for that shot again.
My mother found out yesterday that due to getting such harsh chemo drugs that they will have to give her the Neulasta shot for her white blood cells after every chemo treatment.
The last shot put her in bed for 7 days and got her sent back to the hospital.
The 2-3 day prediction of being sick in bed that the doctors give is way off. :(
Hopefully this time it doesn't last that long and she can get back to herself quickly. According to her, it made her feel the worst that she has ever felt in her life. "I gave birth to you, a 10 pound baby, with no drugs and it didn't hurt as bad as this feels."
Praying for less pain and a quick comeback!
This is her story......
Wednesday, October 24, 2012
Round 2! Ding, Ding
October 24, round 2 of chemo. She got started earlier today. 30 minutes early , but early.
Nothing better to keep you entertained than your grand daughters MP3 player and strawberry ear buds. :)
We are going over to talk to the surgeon when we leave here. I guess they are going over their plan for the mastectomy.
I have the perfect shirt picked out for my mother after all of this is over with.
Yes they're fake! (my real ones tried to kill me)
You have to see the humor in this. Better to laugh then sit around crying. Mama has really had good spirits during all this. There has been many times that we got to laughing and making jokes about what's going on. It is a terrible situation but why make yourself miserable by sitting around and feeling sorry for yourself about it.
This is her story......
Tuesday, October 23, 2012
Monday, October 22, 2012
No hair, no worries
Hair loss is a part of the package when taking chemo. Even though you know it's coming it has to be hard. My mom expected it to happen after the 2nd round, according to the doctors.
Saturday October 20th, 4 days before round 2 of chemo, it started coming out.
By the handful.
In the bathroom, alone, pulling out clumps of hair and not feeling a thing. What does one do?
My mom says, "shave it off"!!
And so we did.
After a relaxing day spent with her friend, Sharon, sitting on the beach, window shopping in downtown Fernandina and having dinner, we got the clippers out!
And why not have fun with it while you're at it? Mama can rock a Mohawk!
The end result was a perfect bald head. I assured my mom that she looked beautiful as always and she was lucky she didn't have a lumpy head.
Hats, wigs, scarves or the baldness in all it's glory. Nothing will cover up the beauty that is my mother.
This is her story......
Saturday October 20th, 4 days before round 2 of chemo, it started coming out.
By the handful.
In the bathroom, alone, pulling out clumps of hair and not feeling a thing. What does one do?
My mom says, "shave it off"!!
And so we did.
After a relaxing day spent with her friend, Sharon, sitting on the beach, window shopping in downtown Fernandina and having dinner, we got the clippers out!
And why not have fun with it while you're at it? Mama can rock a Mohawk!
The end result was a perfect bald head. I assured my mom that she looked beautiful as always and she was lucky she didn't have a lumpy head.
Hats, wigs, scarves or the baldness in all it's glory. Nothing will cover up the beauty that is my mother.
This is her story......
Prayer, Prayer, Everywhere
Does prayer really work? Does it? I think so. I really believed it after my dad went into remission from lung caner in April 2012.
But what about now?
Tuesday, October 16th, 2 month and 2 days after finding out that she had breast cancer, my mom had a biopsy done on her liver to find out if they spot they seen on the scan was definitely cancer or not.
It was!
She is told that she is now a stage 4. The cancer was metastatic and spread.
Why were our prayers not answered? Why wasn't He listening to us?
Or is He?
I change the dressings on her tumor daily, sometimes several times a day. There we are changing her bandages and I was almost brought to tears.
The tumor. It's smaller.
Go back to when she first came home from the hospital after finding out that she had cancer, mom had a home health nurse come and show me how to clean the wound and dress it. She measured the tumor at 5cm X 11cm.
Now, today, this day that we are going through our daily routine, it's smaller. Prayers are being answered! The tumor is shrinking. The chemo is working.
I noticed such a significant difference from the previous day that is was so unreal.
Normally people cannot see the "magic happen". But we can! It's amazing how medicine works. Though it is making her sick in other ways, it is killing the cancer!
Even though our prayers were not answered about the liver biopsy, I think they are being heard and answered about the cancer overall.
God is good and he has a plan for my mama.
This is her story......
But what about now?
Tuesday, October 16th, 2 month and 2 days after finding out that she had breast cancer, my mom had a biopsy done on her liver to find out if they spot they seen on the scan was definitely cancer or not.
It was!
She is told that she is now a stage 4. The cancer was metastatic and spread.
Why were our prayers not answered? Why wasn't He listening to us?
Or is He?
I change the dressings on her tumor daily, sometimes several times a day. There we are changing her bandages and I was almost brought to tears.
The tumor. It's smaller.
Go back to when she first came home from the hospital after finding out that she had cancer, mom had a home health nurse come and show me how to clean the wound and dress it. She measured the tumor at 5cm X 11cm.
Now, today, this day that we are going through our daily routine, it's smaller. Prayers are being answered! The tumor is shrinking. The chemo is working.
I noticed such a significant difference from the previous day that is was so unreal.
Normally people cannot see the "magic happen". But we can! It's amazing how medicine works. Though it is making her sick in other ways, it is killing the cancer!
Even though our prayers were not answered about the liver biopsy, I think they are being heard and answered about the cancer overall.
God is good and he has a plan for my mama.
This is her story......
Sunday, October 21, 2012
Life Changing Day
It's Tuesday August 14th, I'm getting ready for work and I get a phone call from my mother saying that she is waiting for the ambulance to come get her. "I'm bleeding and it wont stop".
What does this mean? What is happening to her?
After a few hours of being in the emergency room my mother was told that she may have breast cancer.
Breast Cancer? How? Why?
It was confirmed later that day and the days to follow that yes, it was breast cancer. Invasive Ductal Carcinoma. Stage 3B. And the tumor had ruptured through the skin. She has a spot on her lymph node and on her liver.
Cancer? Not only in 1 spot but possibly 3.
Has she not been through enough? Has she not suffered enough in her life? Why can't she get a break? She has lost a husband, both of her parents, her son at 29 years old, a fiance', dealing with a suicidal husband.
Where is her break?
This is her story......
What does this mean? What is happening to her?
After a few hours of being in the emergency room my mother was told that she may have breast cancer.
Breast Cancer? How? Why?
It was confirmed later that day and the days to follow that yes, it was breast cancer. Invasive Ductal Carcinoma. Stage 3B. And the tumor had ruptured through the skin. She has a spot on her lymph node and on her liver.
Cancer? Not only in 1 spot but possibly 3.
Has she not been through enough? Has she not suffered enough in her life? Why can't she get a break? She has lost a husband, both of her parents, her son at 29 years old, a fiance', dealing with a suicidal husband.
Where is her break?
This is her story......
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