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Wednesday, November 6, 2019

Busy

At the multiple requests of my father, I guess it is time to update this blog.
I don't know why, it has only been 5 months!
This is what I have been up to the last few months.

Summer was awesome and crazy busy!
The kids, Ryan and I were all constantly going in different directions.
Swim lessons, dance camps, girls camp, summer school, water sports camps, movies in the park, camping at Palisades, a surprise 40th birthday party, trips to the river and farm, Camp Kesem, playing at the lake and sand dunes...

Then, in the middle of it all,
June 17th came.
And went.
I tried not think about the events of "that" day.
Or at least not for very long.
I saw my oncologist.
Everything is good.
Just a DEXA  - bone density scan - in December.
And, at my request, I asked if I could see him again in 6 months.
For no reason at all.
It is just reassuring knowing he is still there, keeping tabs on me.

At the end of June I took the kids to Salt Lake and showed them all the sites I went to as a kid, but that we usually don't have time for when we are up that way.  We did lots of hiking - Bridal Veil, Silver Lake, Lisa and Hidden Falls, Donut and Battle Creek Falls, 5th Springs and Stewart Falls.  Plus Seven Peaks, Trafalga, Lindon Aquatic Center and ice skating.  We also visited This Is The Place, the State Capitol, Temple Square, Ensign Peak, Kennecott and Lagoon! ALL IN ONE WEEK.







(Thanks to my awesome sister and brother and their families for hanging out with us and letting us crash at their homes.)

In July, Alyssa was able to join Kaden and Abby at Camp Kesem this year.  So while they played at camp, I dropped Gage off with my mom and went on a vacation with my friend, Michelle, to Seattle.  She was so good to let me plan the whole thing.  And I packed in a lot, as per my usual.  From the coast to Olympia and Tacoma to Seattle. She was an awesome travel buddy - we had a ton of fun.








In August, my whole side of the family headed to Lake Powell for a week.  It has been a decade since I was there last and it still never ceases to amaze me how beautiful it is.  It was a fantastic trip - no one got to seriously hurt or sunburned.  (I did however drop my phone in the lake on the second to last day, which I am still pretty sad about.)






I didn't dare tell the kids but by the time we got home from vacation, I was ready for school to start.  I was pretty excited, because with Gage in kindergarten I would have 2 1/2 hours all to myself, 5 days a week!  But nope, the awesome principle asked me if I wanted to be an aide and help out in the classrooms.  So, I started a second job as a paraprofessional aide, sounds fancy doesn't it.  I work about the same hours Gage is in school, so it is pretty nice.

And finally, just a few weeks ago I went to Boston with my mom on our annual trip.  It did remind me a little of Philadelphia - lots of people, little streets, no parking and so much history to see. We covered a lot of ground, literally.  Walking and driving.  From Plymouth, Cape Cod, Downtown Boston to Harvard and Salem.  I got home and needed a day to rest from all my vacationing.







So why have I rambled on forever about all the things I have been doing?
Just that - I am doing.
(Plus I thought maybe you would rather see pictures
than just me talking - blah, blah, blah.)
I am feeling great and enjoying life.
I am not in treatments or tied down by one doctor appointment after another.
I am still learning to not let fear control me,
and how to handle stress better.
The other day as I was scrolling through Facebook,
I saw this quote.
It immediately stopped me in my tracks.
I read it, and re-read it. 
This is where I feel like my life is at right now.
Just breathe...




And, on a different note, I am still having a lot of fun with my purple hair.
Don't know if I would have ever dared dying my hair purple before cancer!?
(It has officially been 5 years since my last chemo treatment - October 20th)

Before Chemo

5 Years After Chemo

Having fun trying to look like my bitmoji.
;)














Monday, June 17, 2019

The Big 5!

Not to be confused with the big 5-0!
Which I am not even close to...
I did however just celebrate the big 4-0.
And my awesome family managed to throw me a surprise party.


I have sat down a number of times to write this blog update and
 am struggling to find adequate words.
I am not sure what to say, 
but I seem to have a lot of thoughts running through my mind.
So forgive me if this is long and a little all-over-the-place.

Last month I was fortunate to be able to attend a 
cancer survivor adventure retreat hosted by 
Image Reborn and The Little Wellness Place.  
Ryan and Michelle, two of my friends from support group, 
and I drove to the distant, big city of Leeds. 
Just kidding, it is a super small town about 20 minutes away. 
There we met up with 9 other survivors - from SLC, Vegas and California - 
at this big, beautiful vacation home.




How do I begin to describe this courageous group of women?  
We were all so different. 
Different backgrounds. 
Different ethnicities. 
Different lifestyles. 
Different careers and hobbies.  
Some newly diagnosed, some still in treatment, 
some re-diagnosed and one 25 years in remission!!   
Yet we all had this 1 thing in common - Breast Cancer.  
We were all there trying something new.  
Trying to be brave.  
Trying to be open to new ideas.  
Trying to be vulnerable and honest with ourselves.

It is astonishing to me how this life-altering scary disease 
can instantly make you feel so close and connected 
to someone you have never met before.  
We spent the weekend laughing, meditating, relaxing, 
hiking, crying, doing yoga, getting acupuncture, 
canyoneering and repelling (in a hailstorm no less), 
swapping stories, staying up late, eating delicious food 
and well, just being.






The four women, Ally, Rachelle, Amanda and Savannah, 
(and the many more behind the scenes I don't know about) 
who put this retreat together were incredible!  They thought of everything.  
From the first moment I walked in and they all hugged me, 
I felt accepted and welcomed.  
As someone who does not open up and let people in very easily, 
I was surprised how quickly I was at ease when I was around them; 
there was this immediate bond and trust.  
(Which, if you understood how much I hate needles, was very helpful 
when Amanda was doing acupuncture on me.  PS It didn't hurt!)  
They were not just there to plan and organize the days - 
they were doing all the activities with us, fixing our meals 
and telling us their stories.  You could genuinely feel how much 
they cared and wanted to be there to help in any way possible.




The theme for the retreat was, "I am."
During a meditation walk, we were asked to complete that sentence.
Some of my answers are personal and will stay with me, 
but here are a few of my answers:
I am scared.
I am healing.
I am learning to let go.
I am still angry sometimes.
I am grateful.
I am capable.
I am hopeful.
I am here.
But my favorite was simply,
I am.




It has been 5 years -
60 months, 261 weeks, 1,825 days, 43800 hours, 
2,628,000 minutes and 157,680,000 seconds (but who's counting?)
since I heard those three, life-altering words of "You have cancer."
I think anyone who has been through something traumatic can agree,
some days if feels like yesterday - so raw and full of emotion and
yet other days it feels like a lifetime ago - almost not real because I have come so far.



My hair is longer than when I had to shave it all off - with some purple color added.
My physical scars have all healed.
Looking at me you would never know the battles I have fought.
Mentally, emotionally and physically - and I like it that way.
I no longer "look" like cancer.
This doesn't mean I still don't have struggles or bad days or relapses, I do.
I have battles that are won and sometimes lost - everyday.
But I am so grateful for another day to try again.
To fight and win them.



I meet with my oncologist for the last time in July.
A scary, joyous, terrifying, exciting, and weight-releasing thought.  
I have seen this doctor, who I adore, more over the course 
of the last 5 years than some of my family members.
I feel confident it will be the shortest and nothing-of-consequence appointment.
I feel I am still NED - no evidence of disease!
I feel this journey is at the end of a chapter.
Same book, just ready to turn the page.
Thank you to those who still follow this blog.
To those who check in on me and ask family how I am doing.
I am so grateful for all the love and support from 
family and friends, near and far.
Please know, I really am doing well.



The following words are from a friend's multiple facebook posts.  
I don't know her very well but her words are beautiful and so true.  
Thanks Cammi for sharing your thoughts and feelings. 

"Finding joy in the journey involves talking about deep down honest truths. 
This journey has been filled with every emotion imaginable. 
I've had good days, sad days, scared days, great days, laughter days, mad days, 
funny days, mean days, painful days, gleeful days... cancer is every one of these. 
It tilts you and pushes you and just when you feel like you can't keep going - you do. 
You just do. You have to.



Your self image, self esteem and self worth are tested beyond comprehension. 
Cancer isn't glorious, beautiful, wonderful, magical, mystical, lovely... but the journey is. 
The people you meet are. The love that surrounds you is.


I’m not mourning this day.. 
I’m choosing to recognize the hard work and hard choices 
I make every day that got me here.  
I feel more compassion. More love. More forgiveness. 
More understanding. More peace. More resilience. 
More hope. More. More. More.  
I have been given more than I could have imagined... 
I am truly blessed and know that life is short."






















Thursday, January 17, 2019

It's Great

I am still here.
Still adjusting to this new life - AC - after cancer.

Thanksgiving was great.
Christmas was lots of fun.
But to be honest I am a little relieved they are over.
I try to kept the holidays simple, but I get excited and go overboard.
I create my own stress.
I need to stop that,
or at least lessen it.
If you know the secret, please share it.

I have been feeling this anxiety for the last few months.
(Not related to the holidays)
I am sure if you ask my family, a bit more on edge and ornery.
I knew I had a doctor's appointment coming up in January.
I had no reason for worry or concern.
But yet negative thoughts lingered in the back of my mind.
Last week I had to go have blood drawn for multiple tests my oncologist wanted to run.
Numbers to check & levels to monitor.
Basically more things for me to stress over and worry about.

I adore my oncologist.  I obviously trust him with my life.
So, yesterday when he walked in the exam room with a smile on his face,
a huge weight that I had been carrying around was lifted.

I had a list of questions and concerns I wanted to address.
He was super patient and took his time explaining everything, as always.

We talked about the results of my blood test.  
Red and White blood counts right on.
Kidney function great.
Thyroid good.
Cholesterol back where it should be.  
(When I first starting taking my medication, it did crazy things to my cholesterol.)
Plus about 6 dozen other items I am not even sure what they are, 
but the bottom line was everything looks great!

We talked about the new studies that show the oral medication I am on, 
called an Aromatase Inhibitor or AI.
It shows it IS beneficial to be on it for 10 years, not the debated 5 years.
So only 6 1/2 more years to go!

We talked about the targeted chemotherapy drug recently approved, Nerlynx.
He explained that even if it was available at the time I was diagnosed, he would not have changed my  treatment plan.  Another sigh of relief knowing I was fortunate enough to have gotten the best and most medically advanced drugs for my treatment.

We talked about upcoming tests and how often I need to do them.
No more MUGA tests, for my heart.  
No more Mammograms or Breast MRI's since I don't have any more breast tissue.
No more Ultrasounds on for the nodule on my thyroid - it has been stable and hasn't changed in size for the last few checks.
I will need a DEXA scan every two years to monitor my bones.  Without estrogen I am very prone to bone density loss and osteoporosis. Next one is in December.
Blood work will need to be done annually. Done for another year.
And eventually in a few years - a colonoscopy. Yippee.

So what's up next?
I have an appointment in June. 
That's it.  
It is a strange, but good feeling.
Gonna try to keep my anxiety in check and not worry so much.
And in the words of my doctor, "Everything looks great, just keep doing whatever you are doing!"