Too much has happened over the last few weeks to give you a complete update, so I’m just going to do what I can to hit some of the highlights. Continue reading »
I got out of the hospital last Saturday, the same day my stepson and two of my grandkids got into town. While in the hospital, I got my first round of chemo. Now I have what I call “chemo brain,” so if something in this post looks awkward, we’ll just blame it on that. Continue reading »
I left the house at 6:00 a.m. yesterday morning for an 8:00 a.m. PET scan in Orlando. After checking in, I was told to go to the lab to have my port accessed and my labs drawn. Continue reading »
I was feeling pretty good when I got up this morning. As I was heading to my office to start my work day, my oncologist called. I had meant to call her yesterday with an update, but got busy and forgot. So I filled her in on what happened over the weekend. Continue reading »
Last Friday, I went to see the oncologist about my sodium dropping for no apparent reason. Those who have been following my blog know that’s how this whole mess started last year. Nobody could figure out why my sodium was dropping until they found a tumor in my trachea. Continue reading »
I’m sitting here at my desk trying to work, but there are too many thoughts swirling around in my mind to concentrate, so I needed to get them out.
Everything was going pretty well until two days before I was supposed to go in for my last surgery (July 13). Continue reading »
One year ago today, I went to the emergency room with shortness of breath. The doctor admitted me because my sodium was low and I spent the 4th of July weekend in the hospital. Little did I know that just a few weeks later, doctors would discover a deadly type of lung cancer in my trachea. Continue reading »
Today started out like any other. The cats woke me up around 5:00 and I let them out. At around 6:00, they were scratching on the door to come back in. I got up, went to the door, reached for the door handle… Continue reading »
Until yesterday I was doing pretty well. I had the feeding tube removed a few weeks ago, and was eating a variety of foods. I was also able to swallow some of my pills (I crushed the others and put them in applesauce). Continue reading »
This last surgery made a big difference in my ability to eat. I even had pizza and lasagna last weekend. Every bite still hurts, but the pain isn’t as intense as it was before. And I still have to take medication around the clock to control it. Continue reading »