Tuesday, June 29, 2010

Brazilian Blowout!

I decided to just go ahead and do it, schedule an appointment to have a Brazilian Blowout.  Pam was so sweet to offer to do this for me, at no charge.  I seriously can't thank her enough.  So, what's a Brazilian Blowout?  It's a hair straighting process.  My hair, especially in the back, was growing back curly.  I called it the chemo curl.  It was getting more and more unmanageable as it grew out.  Pam saved the day!  I'm so happy with the results.  I highly recommend this treatment!

So much is new.  First of all.  I had my knee MRI'd last week.  I should hear back in a few days.  I'm not expecting any bad news.  Just want to see if I injuried it. . . But I could not believe how ridiculously loud the machine was.  Wow.  My sister Susan had told me about how the sound was so LOUD.  She had many MRI's.  I hope she was able to use earplugs or something.  I'm glad it's over.  I thought a lot about my sister, and how much she went through in such a short period of time. . .  I miss you Sue!

I had a followup appointment last week as well.  Doctor says all is well.  Wants to see me every 6 months instead of every 4 months.  ummm.  I'd rather be monitored every 4 months.  . . we'll see.  I feel great.  The doctor says there is no sign of any cancer.  YES!

Today marks the one year mark when I had my 1st surgery:  Lumpectomy.  I've reflected a lot about that day last year.  One thing I would change if I could, I would have demanded an MRI which would have resulted in me just having one surgery, I just know it.  Shoulda - woulda - coulda's - SO UNHEALTHY.  But if you're getting ready to have surgery, and you feel that an MRI would benifit your decision making - then I highly recommend you listen to your gut, loud and clear.  My doctor denied me an MRI.  But I learned a lesson. . .  not to take no for an answer when my gut tells me otherwise.  Right?  right.

Tate's participating in an Algebra program at his new high school for 3 weeks.  He'll get a lot out of it, I'm sure.  He's running Cross Country and playing club soccer.  Busy guy!  Nolan made the 10-11 Baseball All-Star team!  He's have a lot of fun.  We are too! 

Jeff is doing well.  He is so disaplined with his exercise workouts.  I think he looks amazing. 

Well.  Gotta run.  Just wanted to jot down a few thoughts.


Wednesday, June 2, 2010

One year has past . . .

Yesterday, June 1st, was a pretty special day.  Although I'm glad to have it behind me.  I've decided, I will celebrate this day in 5 year increments from now on.  So, June 1, 2014 - I will celebrate again.  Have a milk-dud party!  I'll post a picture later of a really clever gift my boss gave me.  She's so thoughtful.  I played the movie in my head, over and over again, receiving the call June 1, 2009 and completely freaking out learning I had BC.  Good things came out of my diagnosis.  I learned how strong I am inside.  I never knew that about myself.  sounds strange, but true.  Jeff was my rock.  He stood by me, with encouragement and love.  As well as my family.  And my friends!  I felt so much love all around me, all the time.  

While I was at work yesterday, I received a call from KP.  Ironically, they want to schedule a sonogram of my "chest wall".  My primary dr. ordered this.  I'm guessing this is protocol.  My appointment is Thursday, 6/3 at 8:30am.  I'm also having my left knee MRI'd June 17th.  It doesn't hurt nearly as bad as it did but I still can't bend it all the way which makes it difficult to do yoga!  smile.  I received a vmail message from Angela, my support angle from KP.  She said "just heard FireFlies (song) and thought of you, hope you're doing well"  I called her back asking if she had it on her calendar to call me on the 1 year mark and she said no.  That's the universe working, I tell you!  Angela called me June 1, 2009, late in the afternoon and gave me some pretty amazing support and advice. 

Life is unpredictable.  Living it to the fullest is what matters.  No shoulda, woulda, coulda's.  

My "number 1 son", Tate, is having a ton of fun on his East Coast trip.  Today, they're heading to Philly!  Lucky kid.  he'll be home on Saturday night, late. . .  Can't wait to hear all about his trip, in depth.  We talk every night.  He sounds all grown up.  smile.  

Peggy, you have amazing strength!  I know I've not seen you in for ever, but I do remember you and your contagious energy.  Stay strong.  Stay present.  Kick some cancer ass, girl!  

Ok.  gotta go.  I'll post a picture later tonight.