While I absolutely love receiving flowers I always get a bit sad when they get worn out and die. It reminds me how fleeting life can be..appreciate the beauty while you can.
For the past couple of months and for the foreseeable future George Washington University Hospital is my home away from home. Today's appointment was made all the better being accompanied by my dear friend Deshawn and his lovely pink scarf. :)
Someone is bored and wants to play games. Unfortunately I'm tired so there will be a lot more hiding and a lot less seeking today. (shoutout to my friend Najah for gifting her to me. Not only does she have a fly ass hat she sings as well...cute!)
Jill Scott's rendition of Bill Wither's " A Lovely Day"
When I wake up in the morning, love And the sunlight hurts my eyes And something without warning, love Bears heavy on my mind
Then I look at you And the world's alright with me Just one look at you And I know it's gonna be A lovely day ... lovely day, lovely day, lovely day ...
When the day that lies ahead of me Seems impossible to face When someone else instead of me Always seems to know the way
Then I look at you And the world's alright with me Just one look at you And I know it's gonna be A lovely day.....
When the day that lies ahead of me Seems impossible to face When someone else instead of me Always seems to know the way
Then I look at you And the world's alright with me Just one look at you And I know it's gonna be A lovely day......
Its my one month surgerversary! Thanks to my roommate Colette for doing my hair and helping me feel like the "old" me. The acceptance of the "new" me is still in progress. :)
I had a great pet therapy experience with my work mate Erik, his lovely wife Katie and his super adorable doggie Jackie. Visiting friends and dogs are always welcome in the entrance of my home and heart. :)
Spending time with Cindy one of my friends and CAKE (cancer ass kicking elite) team members. Her generosity, humor and spirit continues to inspires me to stay strong during my treatment because I know how much my recovery means to her and all my loved ones.
It’s taken me a week to write this update. My hands are
still a bit shaky and my eyes are cloudy from my tears as I type the words…Cancer
Free.
But two months to the day of being diagnosed with what was
at least in my mind a “death sentence” I have been given the incredible news that
my surgery was a complete success and all of the cancer was removed from my
body.
I am Cancer Free?
I am Cancer Free.
I am Cancer Free!
I have to keep writing it and saying it and now sharing it because
I am having a very, very difficult time processing it.
Since I was told this news I have asked God for forgiveness
every day that I have not showed (outwardly) enough gratitude..That I have not shouted
it from the rooftop and hugged strangers on the street and kissed random babies
and made up the end all be all of happy end zone dances.
I haven’t. I can’t. Because I don’t feel “free” of anything
yet.
How can my cancer “battle” be “over” if I’m still fighting
back the tears when I wake in the morning from the pain of just getting out of bed?
When I still have drains hanging from my body? and when I’ve barely started the
“battle” of getting back to “me”?
The reality is that I am not cured. I have a lot of painful
recovery and reconstruction to go through, I will have to start hormonal
therapy soon that I will continue for 5-10 years and I will for the rest of my
life have the fear (rational or not) of reoccurrence of cancer in other areas
of my body.
But the other part of my reality is this:
My cancer was caught early.
It had not spread to my lymph nodes or chest wall (as
originally reported).
I do not have the breast cancer gene.
I do not have to endure chemotherapy or radiation.
My “radical” decision to have a double mastectomy was the
smartest choice for lowering my reoccurrence risk.
And the most important part of my reality is that because of
the love and support and prayers of my friends and family I have survived thus
far and TODAY I am officially cancer free and that is all that matters.
Please know that with every fiber of my being I am beyond thankful
and know I am a very lucky and blessed girl. I’ve just yet to really process
the original diagnosis let alone the recent prognosis so it is all an emotional
work in progress for me so I’m asking for some time.
In the meantime, please continue to keep me in your prayers,
send me your well wishes and positive thoughts because the fight isn’t over for
me yet. Hell, we didn’t even have time to make CAKE team t-shirts yet ;)
I do look forward to celebrating with you all in due time.
Because I do realize this is a victory worth celebrating. It’s a victory for us
all and for that I am forever grateful.
Yummy energy filled "pure chia" juice from Puree juice in dc. 100% organicfresh pressed awesomeness I hope to add more of this good stuff to my cancer recovery plan.
I'm still recovering but according to my doctors Its official!!! My body is a cancer free zone!!! Am I happy? Am grateful? Am I blessed beyond measure? heck yeah!!!! ;)
My cousin Lisa came from NYC to take her turn with helping with my recovery efforts. What better way to do that than with mini cupcakes by Baked by Melissa.
My cool ass boss sent me paints, coloring books, sketch books and colored pencils to pass the time away in recovery. Can't wait to start designing this new phase of my life on paper. Ill be sure to draw a huge rainbow with a pot of gold at the end of it and me sitting by the water with big boobs and no cancer ;)
One of the hardest things about recovery besides even having the strength to open the pill bottles is remembering when to take them all. This takes care of both issues.
Going in to week 2 post surgery I'm realizing that pain will probably be my constant companion for awhile. Even with the morphine and valium and myriad of other drugs I've been taking to keep it at bay its still always here to a certain degree and I guess that's normal. And while I am a self described "pain wimp" I have had my share of experiences that maybe the average person wouldn't be able to handle. That includes child birth, hernia surgery, having all 4 of my wisdom teeth pulled with just local anesthesia and having my right leg broken in 15 different places along with compound fracture.
I guess all those incidents have made me stronger to a certain degree but I still realize I have a very low tolerance for pain. And double mastectomy pain? well..not sure there are any words to describe it except to say it's been arguably the worst of them all. I do realize that alot of it is emotional/mental pain at the thought of this new body cancer has so callously sculpted and there is no amount of morphine in the world that can heal that.
One bright note, if there is one is that one major source of pain was somewhat alleviated by "installing" a third drain on Friday because clearly life wasn’t interesting enough with just two tubes and grenades hanging from my body. Lucky for me my post surgical garments come with roomy pockets to fit all of them..fancy huh?
On a side note, I wanted to give big thanks to Tahisha, Beverly, Danielle, Nicole, Hector and Chamberlain for going out of their individual ways to get me to my doctor appointments and to all the friends who have been driving me around, running errands, coming to visit and bringing me food. Looks like I will have at least 2 doctor appointments a week for quite awhile and probably wont be able to drive on my own for another 3-4 weeks so as absolutely annoyed that I cant be my usual independent self I will still have to rely on the kindness and availability of my friends.
In the meantime, enjoy the rest of the weekend and look out for a good news report coming soon. :)
"My belief is that cancer comes from inside you and so much of it has to do with the environment of your body. It's the stress that will turn that gene on or not." - Melissa Etheridge
And so it is Just like you said it would be Life goes easy on me Most of the time And so it is The shorter story No love, no glory No hero in her sky
I can't take my eyes off of you I can't take my eyes off you I can't take my eyes off of you I can't take my eyes off you I can't take my eyes off you I can't take my eyes...
And so it is Just like you said it should be We'll both forget the breeze Most of the time And so it is The colder water The blower's daughter The pupil in denial
I can't take my eyes off of you I can't take my eyes off you I can't take my eyes off of you I can't take my eyes off you I can't take my eyes off you I can't take my eyes...
Did I say that I loathe you? Did I say that I want to Leave it all behind?
I can't take my mind off of you I can't take my mind off you I can't take my mind off of you I can't take my mind off you I can't take my mind off you I can't take my mind... My mind...my mind...
Recovery sucks but is made all the better when I'm blessed with awesome gifts like this beautiful, vivid blanket made with love by my sister-friend Nailah...and it matches my toes too...love it and her!! :)
I got a surprising care package from work mate and friend Tara. Not only did she send chocolate and girly toe nail polish but this Oscar worthy gem right here. So grateful..thank you Tara!!
My 80 year old Grandma came from Las Vegas to help me recover from my cancer surgery..She reminded me that blood may be thicker than water but love is thicker than both..Thank God I get to have her around to show me all of the above.
I got the ultimate in good news from my doctor appointments including finding out I don't have to go through chemotherapy or radiation!!! So happy to be able to share the day with my "lil sis" Madhuri :)
Well not everything nice. :( In fact this week was filled with some unexpected emotional challenges and very painful complications which sent me back to the doctor two days in a row to try to alleviate. The hope is that by the end of the week we can get the swelling at the right side incision site under control and it doesn't turn into anything more serious. On a brighter note, I had some great bonding moments with some of my various caretakers as I am finding out that nothing is more fun than being naked and allowing your friends measure the fluid that drains out of your body. The biggest progress of the week was my physical ability and mental willingness to leave the house for any other reason besides a doctor appointment. As uneasy as I felt about being out the house there were two things that made all of it worth it. One..My very first pumpkin spice latte of the season!!! and Two..seeing the smile on Heather's face as she got me out to enjoy it. This week brings more doctor appointments and finally a meeting with an Oncologist on Friday to get a official treatment plan. My Grandma flew in from Vegas yesterday to keep me company this week and dare I say having her here is even better news than the return of my beloved pumpkin spice lattes? I can unequivocally say a resounding yes. Yes it is. :)