Saturday, February 23, 2013

Accessorize It!

I've never been one to really accessorize much. 

I've worn the same earrings since tenth grade. Sometimes I change them for special events, but I can't wear cheapo fake stuff because I eat it and it hurts my ears (same goes for cheap jewelry). 

I regularly wear one of two necklaces - one my parents gave me and one my husband gave me. (I was actually given two new, beautiful necklaces THIS weekend, haha. I plan to wear them often!)

I have purchased jewelry, scarves, bracelets, etc., but it just never sticks. 

And it seems like everything about cancer that they tell you to make you feel beautiful without your hair and stuff involves accessorizing - snazzy earrings and necklaces, scarves, hats, bows, etc. 

This is just so foreign to me. 

I don't know how to accessorize.

But I'm definitely trying. 

http://www.etsy.com/listing/94491240/womens-headband-hat-headwear-headcover?ref=usr_faveitems

http://www.etsy.com/listing/113212654/womens-headband-hat-headcover-headwear?ref=usr_faveitems

http://www.etsy.com/listing/120122930/womens-hat-red-and-white-spots-1920s?ref=usr_faveitems

http://www.etsy.com/listing/93454422/mulit-colored-floral-scarf-israeli?ref=usr_faveitems















































































Now if I could just choose which ones to put in the shopping cart.... and then just click "proceed to checkout".

Saturday, February 16, 2013

Chemo Side-effects


Well, I think they have finally worn off, so now I can properly recognize and identify them.

Monday - Chemo and well, it was just a crappy day. Starving.
Tuesday - sore and worn out from surgery, mid-afternoon got REALLY tired, spend the second half of the day REALLY tired. Still hungry from not eating enough Monday. Hungry.

Wednesday and Thursday - totally out of it, couldn't remember what drugs I had taken, was probably awake 4-6 hours total. Went to bed at 730-8 (or fell asleep on the couch and then went to sleep) both days, just totally, totally, totally out of it! Ate out of necessity.

Friday - anxious, antsy, took a mid-morning nap, but then nothing else, was awake all day, tried to sleep while the kids were at the babysitter, but couldn't, so very antsy... I think I would say this might be like coming down off of a really high high. Even took a lorazepam to go to sleep and still tossed and turned. Just couldn't settle down or rest, even though my body was saying I was tired. Starving, but full and bloated all day. Had an emotional "human moment" where I didn't want this to be happening to me. I think I really might have been high on chemo....... yikes. Even had someone go get me Panda Express... Pandas don't run, just FYI. Could've had a Sonic slush, too. (Holy crap, looking back, I mean seriously.... I was apparently high.)

Saturday - woke up with an alert mind, but seemingly tired outer body, with a busy, antsy inner body. Had to get out of the house. Tried to do anything to get the muscles going and moving. By evening, I'm feeling like myself and no longer feeling like I'm coming down off of a really high high. Morning, eating out of necessity. By evening, eating normally.

I had an instant breakfast every day and toast for breakfast. Foraged for lunch. Ate what the wonderful ward members brought for dinner. And what Shawna made and whatever take-out we got on Tuesday. I think we got take-out. And I ate a lot of ice cream.

So I think that about describes it.

The 90s Pop Radio Pandora Station is THE BEST. As is a Spice Girls rap. Promise you'll always be there-ere-ere.... Ye-es, I swe-ar.

One Down, Eleven to Go!

I've been off the grid this week. 

I have a friend who says that blogs are much more interesting when they have pictures. She's not wrong. So I decided to add some pictures. Imagine the hits we'll get this week!
This is my "last supper" - my last medium ribeye steak from Texas Roadhouse for the next six months or so. I usually have one every 3 or so, but I think I'll be able to handle 6 months just fine. .... As long as everyone knows that that's where the celebratory dinner will be held. This picture also serves as my "pre-chemo" photo. I'm a babe. Or so my husband says. He's a hunk-a hunk-a burnin' love, if I do say so myself.

And these come from the Sunday before Valentine's Day, the day before I started Chemo. Poor Makenzie got sick, so she and I stayed home from church. I was kind of pretty sad because I won't be attending this week because of my immune system, so that's two weeks in a row, but Patrick was at drill, so I did my motherly duty and carried for my sicky. Bella is in her adorable Valentine's outfit. I love holiday clothes for kids. Like LOVE them. I got this skirt at the outlets when I hung out with Gillian and Jessica and they gave my my iPad. Bella didn't want her picture taken, so I chased her around the house.... And I can't get the dang pictures to go in order... the snoozing one was after church. Can you believe that I couldn't find Bella and her cute fluffy bum snoozing on the couch? I did, finally, find her. Makenzie and I did. And we took a picture, as we always do, of the sleeping beauty. (I also like taking pictures of my kids while they're asleep. It's not creepy when they're your own.)










I started chemo on Monday. I actually ended up spending like 9 hours at the hospital on Monday. So let me tell you...

We went in at 7am to get the port-a-cath put in. (I'll have to get those pictures from my iPad. That's going to take some learning.) I wasn't totally out asleep (at least not for all of it), I could hear what was going on, but I didn't feel a thing. Once I got done, they sent me back to the triage room, got my breakfast for me (hospital breakfast burrito and banana, what what) and they sent me on my way. They were mighty efficient. The "gross" parts of this are things like how gigantic the needle of the catheter was and all that kind of stuff.... that I have pictures of on my iPad. 

So then we went over to Cancer Village (just named it that) and waited. We were about 35 minutes late (though we called), but somehow in the translation of computers and everything, we didn't get back here for another hour or so. A long time. I kind of snoozed in the waiting room. Anyway, I was supposed to go back at like 930 and we didn't start chemo until noon-ish. 

So then I had my chemo treatment. I wrote sub plans while I was there. And of course I played with my new iPad. I sure do love my friends and family. They are so good to me. 

The rest of the week became a blur. Monday I was okay, but starving and out of it - surgery and chemo and not getting home until ten hours after I left, very hungry, very hungry, tired, worn out... long day. Shawna stayed with the kids all day, bless her!, and she took care of us when I got home too. Patrick had to rush to work. I was quite nauseous, but I really think it's because I didn't eat enough in my long hospital visit day. 

Tuesday I woke up thinking that I should've taken the surgery into account and I should've gotten a sub. But I didn't, so oh well to that. I went to school. I had a meeting that afternoon so I was planning to stay until it was over, but around noon, I hit a brick wall. I got some lunch, thinking it was that, but I just couldn't re-coup. So I went home, took an hour nap, and had Patrick drive me back to work for my meeting. I think I slept when I got home too. And I started not being able to remember what drugs to take and which I had taken. 

Wednesday and Thursday were a blur. I really couldn't remember what to take or what I had taken on Wednesday and part of Thursday. I wrote it down, but still wasn't sure. I slept more than I was awake. Like I woke up, ate, was up for less than an hour, and then went back to sleep for 2-3 hours. Rinse and repeat. Wednesday and Thursday disappeared. 

Since Thursday was Valentine's Day, Patrick took the kids to a ward Valentine exchange hoopla. He also got me a sweet card and some chocolates. I did nothing for him but lay on the couch like a bump on a log. I'll do better next year. (And let it be known that I really wanted to recreate our first Valentine's Day this year, but once cancer got in the way, that went out the window. Like I said, next year....)

So he took the kids to the exchange. They got to decorate bags and trade Valentines. The night before Bella wrote her name on all 15 of her Valentines. I might have a picture of that on my iPad too. Technology.... 



We are familiar with this movement that Bella does. And those shoes. And that outfit.

Boy, I love her.

She's so silly and I have no idea what she's doing because I wasn't there.


But, clearly, she loved it.
Decorating her bag. 



Impressive, huh? Loving her jammies. She actually changed INTO them for the day.

Bella decorating her bag. E-E-E-E BEEEEEELLA.

Showing Daddy the goodies. He did such a good job taking pictures since I couldn't be there. :) Makes me feel all warm and fuzzy.

I suppose she is inspecting her bag for perfection.

The goods inside B's bag.

So while I was TOTALLY out of it, they were having fun. And I'm glad they did. I wasn't super nauseous, but I did stay on top of those meds. I just slept and slept and slept and slept and slept. Friends would come take the kids and I would literally wake up when they brought them back. They've also been helping me put M in her bed because I can't lift her for two weeks, while my incision heals. Dang chemo makes me heal slower! It's really putting a cramp in my style! But my friends and ward family and family family are amazing! Like super duper amazing! It's only week one, but I know I wouldn't be able to do it without them!!!

Friday, I was coming back to life. Kind of felt like I was coming off of some high, with jitters and not totally being with it, or like my insides were alive, but not my outsides. I felt like that for half of today too, but I'm doing a lot better. 

We went to Ikea today and finally got the book shelf thing for the girls' room. Next we need to upgrade their beds, but... in time. Them suckers are freaking expensive!!!!! So Patrick has a project for tomorrow, and thank goodness he doesn't have drill. I feel like I haven't seen him all week, even though he's been home until about 1:45/2:00 in the afternoon. I'm grateful that we get a day together. And that Monday is a holiday. I wish every Monday was a holiday....



1 down, 11 to go.




Now these pictures are not really related to this week. They are from two Sundays ago, when Bella asked if we could make cupcakes. Actually, it all originated from Makenzie's birthday and how I'm a slacker mom and we didn't make cupcakes ON her birthday. Alas.... the photos.... Bella chose a recipe from her Princess cupcake book and we made them. They were delicious!


Just being silly in the kitchen.


It was her job to put the cupcake liners in. And wear a Tinkerbell costume while baking, OF COURSE.


Heart cut-outs from the top. 

And the side view. Seriously, they were yum.


So I'm finally coming back to life. I mean, I have the energy to blog, so that's a big deal. I might even grade papers tonight. Holy Hannah!!!!

And I've decided that I want this necklace from Etsy. And I want it in a bad way, so I'm going to get it. Only, I want two little birth stone "jewels" instead of the brown one. 


And my friends continue to be wonderful. I got yet another goodie package today. It included a wig. I'm still not sure what to do with that, but I am incredibly grateful for it and the sentiment. It just kind of freaks me out. I think they'll understand that. I hope so. Because I sure do love them!

Thursday, February 7, 2013

Treatments

Well, my brain might explode from all the information I got on Tuesday at "Chemo 101", but I'm not going to post all of that right now.

I just wanted to say that my treatments start on Monday at 9:30 and that I'm going in at 6:30am to get a port-a-cath. Yes, I've decided to put my fear of the inappropriate comments and suggestions aside and go with what I think will be a wise decision for my body/self in the end. I'll try not to be disgusted by the foreign object just chillin' in my body for 6+ months. (I really do get nauseous just thinking about it.)

If you'd like to add my family and I to your prayers this upcoming week, we'd be ever so grateful. And we are SO grateful for all your prayers and putting us on the prayer rolls at the temples and everything.

Love you all!

Monday, February 4, 2013

What Causes Hodgkin's Lymphoma?

Well, I don't really know what causes it - and that's what the doctors have told me. I do know that I didn't do anything wrong to get this, if that makes sense. And my doctor said that it's a very slow-growing cancer, so I may have had it for the last 2-3 years. I just think that's crazy!

Here's an article from the Mayo Clinic that might help to explain things.
http://www.mayoclinic.com/health/hodgkins-disease/DS00186/DSECTION=causes

And this is from a website that my doctor's office uses. I have a profile and stuff like that. ALL my treatment info, meds, etc. are on my site.

https://www.navigatingcancer.com/library/lymphoma-hodgkins?utm_campaign=website&utm_source=sendgrid.com&utm_medium=email

Saturday, February 2, 2013

All the Details

Here is the information we learned from my doctor's appointment on Thursday. I have been mulling it over in my head since then.

Thursday night Patrick and I went on a date to a comedy play at the Hale Center Theater. It was so funny and so much fun to be together and have a break! Especially after all of... everything. Friday I didn't want to really talk to anyone and I was glad that no one stopped by to hang out or anything. I enjoyed my Friday night without anyone else around. It was good. And here we are to Saturday. I better write this all down before I don't remember it.


I have Stage 2 Hodgkin's Lymphoma. It is centralized in my chest (where the largest tumor is 10cm long), but it goes up and into my neck, totaling 14.2cm. Because it is over 11cm, it is classified as Stage 2. However, it's EARLY Stage 2 because I don't have ANY other symptoms - and the fact that I don't have any symptoms is a REALLY good thing. The size of it makes it "unfavorable" in cancer definitions, but, again, since I don't have other symptoms, this is still okay. It's just kind of.... really big.

There are also other factors that put me on a scale from 0-5, 0 being good, 5 being not good. These come from The International Prognostic Score for Hodgkin's Lymphoma. One point is given for each of the following characteristics below present in the patient, for a total score ranging from zero to 7. (Oh, I guess it goes to 7... anyway....)

  • Serum albumin <4 g/dL (this test was done Thursday with my bloooood. So we don't know this one yet.)
  • Hemoglobin <10.5 g/dL 
  • Male gender
  • Age >45 years
  • Stage IV disease
  • White blood cell count greater than or equal to 15,000/microL
  • Absolute lymphocyte count <600/microL and/or <8 % of the total white blood cell count


I'm "negative" for all of those things, and since we didn't know the answer to the first one, that makes me a 0 or a 1.

So that means that I have a 97 or 98% recovery rate chance thing and 84 or 88 people out of 100 were HL-free five years out, like didn't have it reoccur. If it did reoccur, they were cured.

So those are REALLY good numbers. Plus, I just know that I'll be fine.


So the drug combo they will use the AVBD that he thought they'd use.
A can cause heart failure in a very small % and can make your pee red or orange. It also has the chance of causing you to get leukemia 8-10 years down the road. Cool........  (this is why they did the echo - which looked fine and dandy, by the way.)

V can cause numbness, tingling, and constipation (so eat lots of fruits/veggies, take stool softeners if I miss a day - you wanted to know that, huh? Just keep things regular and it won't be a problem.

B can cause fever, inflammation of the lung, something about "growth factors" being bad or something which can make the inflammation of the lung worse. (Someone feel free to explain that one to me because I forgot already.) :)

D doesn't do much as far as super fun side effects. Nausea and vomiting. Okay, that's super fun.

One of my friends from high school who is a pharmacist drew me a picture of "Chemo (Wo)man" and I think it's amusing and helpful, so here it is. I'm sharing it with you. :) I think it's an awesome drawing.


So after 3 weeks after my first treatment, I will lose my hair. The chemo attacks rapidly dividing cells and our head-hair cell rapidly divide.... so it kills them off first. 

For the nausea and vomiting I'll get 2 prescriptions (actually, I just need to go pick them up) - procloperozine (sometimes called confizene) and lorazepam. They both may make me tired, so no driving when I take them. 

I'll get an antibiotic called leviquin. I'll keep this on hand in case I get sick on the weekend or the middle of the night or anything like that - it's easier and faster than having a prescription called in and having to chance that getting messed up. 

If I ever get a fever above 100.4 (forehead temp is accurate), I call the clinic and they'll assess it over the phone - whether or not to take the antibiotic, etc. If I ever have shaking chills, vomiting, diarrhea, those kind of horrible things... call in. 

I might get mouth sores. Basically side-effects I should call in and ask about them or what to do with them.

If my phone call is urgent, always choose the front desk option. All other calls go to a voicemail tree system and if I don't get a call back within two hours from that, call back. If the front desk is busy, keep calling back. 

I can use essential oils, but not ingest them. On my skin, there is a smaller concentration, so it should be okay. Patrick thinks I should lay off of them. We will see how I'm feeling. The concern is that they may interfere with the chemo drugs, and if they chemo doesn't work because of oils, boy, I'd feel like a schmuck.

Don't take any additional vitamins or anything like that without asking first. I currently take a prenatal vitamin and Vitamin D. Those are okay. 


So after 4 months of chemo, I will have another PET scan. The PET scan is like a cat scan that goes an extra step - sort of. I mean, in my terms, it's kind of that. Ha ha. This is how my PET scan appointment went on Wednesday:

I went in and they put radioactive sugar in my blood. Then I went to another room and drank 1 1/2 cans of diet coke with some kind of disgusting syrup stuff mixed in that did something to my intestines so that they didn't glow in the scan. I had to rest for an hour in this room in a reclined chair with warm blankets on me and the lights dimmed. There was a camera in there so the guy could see if I needed anything or started to die or something. The combo of those two meds with having fasted for 9 hours and all that Diet Coke.... really upset my stomach. Like for a full day. But I survived. :) After my "nap" - can't use any muscles during this time or your muscles will take that sugar and they will light up on the scan, which will make the docs think there's cancer there. So you can't read or text or ANYTHING.  You're supposed to sleep. But you're at the hospital in a hospital gown and you have to drink a nasty concoction and "relax" in their recliner with a pillow covered in plastic. Yeah, not exactly the resting I was hoping for, but not all bad either. The scan itself took about 30 minutes - they did all the way from my brain to my knees, hit the major organs, and it took about 5 minutes per section. I put my arms up above my head - something about less radiation or something. And that is how they saw where the cancer is. 

Oh - my bone marrow biopsy - couldn't feel a thing! I was really nervous - my veins were running away from the nurse (apparently they can do that. they shrink), but I was gone for all of 10 minutes, I was put under and out for everything and I don't remember and couldn't feel anything. I was SO nervous about that! I slept for like a half hour after I came back and then they yelled to wake me up. The first thing I thought was, "I hope Cami can't see my butt." because my fanny was facing her direction. She was my responsible adult for this procedure since Patrick was at drill for the Guard. We were hoping for something hilarious, but nothing happened. I bobbed my head to the side for a few minutes, but nothing really. We got some Zupa's and cupcakes on the way home, watched Pitch Perfect and I took meds for my sore backside. It felt like I had backed into the corner of a counter. And there was some pain down my leg - I assume from the tiny drill they used. It went away by the next morning. And I just took pain meds for about a day and a half and tried not to bump it. It just looks like a tiny dot now. Patrick thought I had a small mole and then he remembered about the biopsy. haha. It's healing nicely.

Anyway, I couldn't remember if I talked about that already or not so there ya go. 

So after 4 months of chemo, a PET scan. That will basically decide if I do another two months of treatments or not. We're thinking I will probably do the full six, but we will see!

They will only do another echo if I have any symptoms that suggest that they should.

One month after my last chemo treatment, I will have radiation. That will make me tirrrrred. And because the tumor is close to my heart it may cause heart damage that could cause me problems down the road. But they try really hard to not have the radiation get my heart. :) 

So... for chemo.

I can get a porta-cath (portable catheter) if I want one. It would go 1-1.5" below my collar bone. I would go to Radiology to get it put in. They partially put me out, cut me open, and slide the puppy in under the muscle. Then it heals up in a couple of weeks and the nurse said it shouldn't bother me. The doctor said it could. I don't know. I'm torn. Then they poke through the skin and access the port that way to give me meds. I need to do more research on it, but there is a risk for clotting with a port.

I can use my veins for treatment. There is one drug that, if it leaks (and since my veins are weakened, that's a possibility), can eat through my tissue. So that's not good. It can also make my arms sore as my veins get used and weaken.

So I don't know. I'd like some opinions on this because I'm kind of freaked out since that lady asked me to come "feel her port" and I think that's creepy. So I kind of have a bitter taste in my mouth about them. BUT it would make it easier to do things while getting treatments and not weaken my veins and whatnot. It also just freaks me out - having something in me that I can feel and stuff. Ick.

Opinions would be bueno. :) I can get one at any time. It doesn't delay treatments or anything. 


So this Tuesday I go to a chemo class to learn about it. Then next Monday, the 11th, will be my first treatment. On the 20th, I'll go in for a nadir appointment, where they'll check my blood count to check my immune system. I will have treatments every TWO weeks. Two treatments makes up ONE CYCLE. So I have 4-6 cycles, which is 8-12 treatments. Everything I do will be at Utah Valley, so that's nice. I don't have to go up to SLC or anything. Somewhere between 2-5 days after a treatment is when I will feel the sickest or most nauseous, down, whatever. So that's when I will probably need the most help. About one week after a treatment is when my immune system will be down the most, if it does. There's a guy there whose immune system hasn't gone down. And I will get more and more tired as we go along. Anyway, everything is INDIVIDUAL and there's no way to predict it. Just like with my hair - I could lose just my head hair, I could lose all of my hair. Cancer is mean. And the drugs are mean. They attack and affect everyone differently and there isn't really a way to predict it. 

And I think that's about it. 


Questions???