Well I had a long tiring day. I went in for infusion then once done walked through the passage between buildings the found the elevator to street level. I walked across the parking lot and up the road to the Proton building for my radiation then afterwards sat in the doctors office for an hour waiting to be seen and only to be told by her fill in doctor that I should moisturize and let them know if I start having problems with my skin. So glad tomorrow is only radiation. I don't mind wearing a nose plug, breathing through a tube and holding my breath for 20+ seconds several times as they shoot me with radiation. When all is said and done I will just be glowing with health.
After being Diagnosed with Breast Cancer I decided to take control and hopefully inspire others and provide insight to the process
Cindy with Candy and Chesty P
Tuesday, June 16, 2015
Sunday, June 14, 2015
Ode to my Dad
26 years ago today my father left this world and left us all
behind. He had been battling esophageal cancer yet it was pneumonia that took
his life. They say cancer kills but actually it is usually the treatment or a
result of the treatment that actually ends your life. My dad ignored the
symptoms for a long time and once he was given his diagnosis it was not long
after that he began to go downhill really fast. He was battling Parkinson as
well as cancer at the same time. I loved my dad as do most daddy's girls and I
had a closer relationship with him than I did my mother. I guess that was
because I was sort of a tomboy. My younger sister related more with my mother
than I did. All I ever wanted to do was make my dad proud of me but I felt that
I let him down with each and every step that I took on my own. I left school at
17 to work full time. He was disappointed that I didn't graduate High School. I
married my children's father at the age of 20 and he felt I was making a hasty
decision. We had only dated 3 months. I wasn't pregnant so I guess he was
relieved of that. My dad saw the problems I faced with the kids dad and he knew
I wasn't happy but he kept his mouth shut.
My father died before I earned my GED and long before I
earned three college degrees. Like I said I only wanted him to be proud of me.
I was taking courses in Veterinary sciences when I got married and my mother in
law advised me that I didn’t need to be going to school I needed to be working.
Needless to say I stopped the courses and went to work in a Pet Store. Throughout
my life I worried about my dad because he suffered with a hiatal hernia and
would often not be able to eat his meals. I remember on my wedding day he was
sick. I thought it was because of his stomach issues but he told me years later
that it was the fact he did not like or trust the man I was marrying. He said
that he didn’t want to tell me anything because he was afraid I would just run
away and get married. He recognized the fact that the man was verbally abusive
and controlling but I did not mention the supposedly accidental physical abuse.
At the time I shrugged everything off and did not know I was in an abusive
marriage. I felt that this was the way he was raised so I just needed to show
him how to act. My father didn’t treat my mother in this manner but I still
didn’t see the signs of abuse. We had a wonderful neighbor across the street
that even talked to him and told him how he treated his wife. Tom ignored the
messages. Throughout the years people would ask me or my mother if I was still
with that asshole. It took me 28 years to realize that it wasn’t my fault and
he was never going to change.
My father grew up in a family and a time that telling your family
you loved them was not common. I tell my children at each and every chance I
get that I love them and that I am proud of them. I do not want them to wonder
once I am gone. My father told me he loved me the last time I saw him and by
then his voice was so weak it was hard to hear that. Do not wait to tell those
you love they need to know now.
There has been a lot of progress in cancer treatment in the
last 26 years especially in breast cancer. I am glad that my parents are not
going through this battle with me here on earth. I do believe that they are
with me though. Those we love may leave this world but they do not truly leave
us. They are with us in spirit and in our hearts and memories. I have angels on
my side and a huge group of family and friends praying and encouraging me at
every turn. I just want to say I miss my conversations with my dad and being
able to hug him and kiss his cheek. I do know that he is here with me and he
was the best dad to me.
Thursday, June 11, 2015
Random Men and the Pointer Sisters
Day two of radiation is over and tomorrow makes day three
then the weekend I am free. As I lay there topless on the table trying to
ignore the men that are placing marks and stickers at various points of my
upper torso I was thinking that when I had the two lazy girls very few of the
male population had seen them in their natural state. Since the Pointer Sisters
have been developed they have been seen by more men than I can keep track of.
Every day some new fella is introducing himself as he pulls my gown down to put
the Pointer Sisters on display. I am private in most respects but the weird
thing is I am getting used to all of the random people examining my two new starlets.
Radiation is the final step in my treatment although I will
not be through with the infusions until October. This past year has been filled
with setbacks and very low days but all in all the treatment for the stupid
Alien intruder has run smoothly. Yes there were days on end that I was so week
I could not eat or drink and then the issue of the surgical incisions that
refused to stay together but I have to say that I am lucky to have such
wonderful care.
The important thing to remember is that I am cancer free!
Monday there will be an ultrasound to check on that growth in my cervix to make
sure it did not grow from the original ultrasound to now. They have the feeling
that it was also a tumor but the chemo did its job destroying all alien cells
in my body. Chemo may be hard on the body but it does its job. I did learn that
it is important to remain positive and take to heart all of the prayers and
well wishes. I look forward to the remaining years with the Pointer Sisters but
pretty soon I need to wean them off of being center stage.
Thursday, June 4, 2015
Learning from the journey
It has been 14 months since I began my journey with my cancer
battle, 8 months since I was diagnosed, 7 months since I began treatment and 2
months since I have been declared cancer free. At first I only dealt with
female doctors and technicians then the care broadened and now I endure lying
topless around all sorts of men and women. I guess you grow a strong skin when
you have to deal with life altering medical conditions. When I was changing
last night John commented that it was bothersome seeing men’s initials and all
sorts of drawings all over my torso. I laughed and said yep it is bothersome
seeing a sea of men’s faces as you lay topless letting them draw on you. My
cognitive reduction has now made it difficult for me to remember all the names.
I was doing good remembering all the chemo techs names but some of them fail me
now. I still go every 3 weeks for my infusion but many of the ladies names fail
me. I am glad that the entry tech Jayme informs me of whose room I will be in
at each visit.
The chemo did a number on me in many ways but it was the
chemo and the prayers that eradicated those ugly cancer cells. I have always
tried to be a patient and positive person. My mantra is live by example. One
thing that I know for certain is you cannot change people; they must want to
change for themselves and work to do so. No one is perfect. John has his
issues, I have my issues and each and every one of you has your issues.
Hopefully we know what they are and we are working on them. I remember telling
someone that the thing that irritates you most about the other person is
usually one of the habits or issues you must face yourself. The old saying “you
can’t teach an old dog new tricks” is false. No matter where you are in life
you can learn new habits and behaviors. I earned my Masters in my 50’s. I have
seen women and men in their 70’s and 80’s earning degrees and walking across
the stage to get that coveted piece a paper that they had worked for. I believe that through a loving demeanor you
are drawing in more loving people into your life. If you look at others as bad
or untrusting then you will draw in more bad and untrustworthy people. I also
believe in second chances. I am an honest person and hope by being so I am
drawing honest people my way.
I know the world isn’t a perfect place and those that are
not enlightened will spread hate, descent, and just plain old stupidity. I hear
and read every day on Facebook how some hate this or that or how this group is
discriminating against another group. First I believe if we stop labeling one
another and realize that we are the human race and everyone has an opinion
whether you agree or not that person has the right to that opinion. You do not
have to agree with another person’s religion, culture, beliefs, sexual
orientation or actions but you should have the respect to allow the other
person to have that belief, opinion orientation or behavior. We need to stop
placing judgements on people. We all make mistakes and there are good and bad
people of every race, creed and religion. Thanks to the internet and social
media plus the news media there are many issues in the limelight. We should use
this opportunity to learn not to take a stance or pass judgement. I firmly
believe that it is not my place to pass judgement on any one. I give everyone
the benefit of doubt. You may fool me once but you will never be given the
chance to fool me twice because I will remember.
After dealing with the fact that I had breast cancer and
dealing with the treatment I know how your life can change in an instant. I was
preparing to be a Professor at Florida State College Jacksonville when the rug
was pulled out from under me. Hopefully I can begin that journey once again
when I am released from treatment. I guess I am just trying to touch some of
the hardened hearts out there. Please do not spend your life being angry and
hating others. Fill your every moment with love and happiness. Most of us have
the love of the fur covered baby in common. When you get angry at something on
the television or social media stop and pick up that perfect loving creature.
Love like a dog, perfectly and endlessly and your life will be filled with
peace not anger and hate. We all face oppression because this world is so
diverse. No one has the patent on pain and suffering. Try living by example and
see how your life will become happier and less stressful. Be positive and
surround yourself with love.
Wednesday, June 3, 2015
That's My Excuse and I'm Sticking To It
The last few days have been confusing for me. I get light
headed when I get up from the sitting position and if I bend over I have to
hold onto something when I rise up or I will fall. The weakness and dizzy feeling
plaques me. During conversations I search for words that seem to be hiding somewhere
in the grey brain matter playing hide and seek. I know this is just a lingering
result of the chemo drugs but it seems to pop up from time to time.
We were standing outside talking with our neighbor and I had
to fight the urge to grab onto the fence to steady myself. It is things like
this that frustrate me. Today I begin the Radiation portion of the treatment
and I have been told that I mat experience tiredness and to just give in and
rest when needed. This is only for six weeks so I know I can do this. The whole
experience of breast cancer has been enlightening. I have learned that there
are a lot of people out there that have gone through the process and are
celebrating anniversaries of being cancer free. I have also learned that there
are a lot of men and women still enduring the process and many more just
beginning their battle. I am grateful for all of the support that I have
received from everyone and the encouragement that has kept me going. I have
remained positive and reminded myself that this too shall pass. The other day I
talked with a nice woman that has been 8 years cancer free and she is still
experiencing the cognitive issues that plague me. I believe that is one of the
side effects that drive me nuts. Well at least I have an excuse when I say
something that doesn’t make sense or sounds just outright dumb. “Excuse me but
I am dealing with chemo brain today”
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