Wednesday, December 23, 2009
My family went to (deep breath) Panaca a couple of weekends ago to visit my brother. Despite the population size of this small community, I actually really enjoy going up there to see him. Even though we end up playing guitar hero on the X-Box most of the time, I savor the time spent with my brother, his wife and 3 kids (I swear Alice, we don't use you for your video games)!
We make it a tradition to go up there every year after Thanksgiving, but I didn't make it last year because I was in the middle of radiation.
Before we left Panaca, we headed up to the mountains to cut down our Christmas tree.
We always get a miniature size tree for the kids to put in their room and decorate.
We only had the boys (my girls were at Grandma's), so when we got home it was love at first sight for Drue. She saw the mini-tree and there was no separating her from its pokey needles and sad-disposition.
Upon tucking my kids in for the evening, this is what I found next to Drue:
The next morning, she insisted upon taking it to school with her. I gently told her that the tree needed to stay home or else it would die.
"BUT YOU ALREADY KILLED IT!!!"
Yes. She is right. I stand corrected. What have I learned? I can't fool a 7 year old anymore.
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Monday, December 21, 2009
Friday, December 18, 2009
I have continued the sale on our website for anyone not local. You will have to browse the website to see the huge discounts and sales.
Keep in mind that anything you might order WILL NOT be there by Christmas. It is too late and I just can't guarantee anything. I will do everything in my power to have everything out by Monday with anything that is ordered over the weekend.
If you are local and don't want to pay shipping, just call one of us and we will arrange for you to pick up your order.
Also, I am conducting a give-away on this blog. That's right. It is just a big THANK YOU to all of my readers. You are not going to want to miss it. There will be some rules on number of entries but I am super excited......I actually thought about keeping the item for myself, but I figured it is the least I can do for all my avid readers. Watch for that this coming Monday! (Sorry, I won't play favorites to friends or family. Winner will be selected at random).
Wednesday, December 16, 2009
Thursday, December 10, 2009
I dreaded going in for my monthly tightening. It would always put me in a dull sort of aching mouthful of pain afterward. I could only eat soft foods. Of course, I wasn't really one for following rules in the first place. I always welcomed taffy and other sticky candies into my everyday consumption.
Getting back to the story: I always knew that those tightening would pay off. And it did. The day I got my braces off, I was a whole new teenager with a new found confidence.So, I go into my doctor 2 weeks ago and he decides it is time to had some bulk to my boobs. He explains the whole process. (I was trying to describe it to my husband, he was so fascinated he has decided to join me in my next inflation). I didn't feel a thing. I go home, continue on with the rest of my day, and then it hits me. Yeeeooowww! It really was like getting your braces tightened.
Fortunately, the pain subsided after a couple of days and I am now feeling better than ever. Now, I will refer back to my braces and find a similar outlook that one day, all this will pay off. I went in again on Monday for my second pump. I am officially at 75 cc's. (Sadly, this is what my natural size was.....)
Thursday, December 3, 2009
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Tuesday, December 1, 2009
I am posting the button on this blog. If you want you can go here to copy and paste the button to your website/blog.
Secondly, I called Karen last week to find out the results of her PET Scan. I know how badly I get anxiety waiting to hear the results. I knew I could somewhat empathize with Karen. When she answered she sounded chipper than she had a few weeks prior. She happily and miraculously reported to me that the cancer was GONE!! What? I just about fell off my chair. Well, really I was driving so logically I just about swerved off the road (don't worry, blue tooth was in use). She told me that it didn't look like the chemo was effecting the cancer but somehow, with this last scan, the cancer was gone. It has only confirmed my belief in a Higher Power even more! I know He is what healed me and now Karen too. The doctors and everyone, including her and me, were so elated and amazed!
What a great way to start the Christmas season!
Thank you for all your support. She still needs help paying for all the chemo she had so if you still feel so inclined to help, just click the Paypal button to the right or her button.
Saturday, November 21, 2009
Monday, November 9, 2009
How is it that everyone LOVES Halloween. Am I really not a fun mom because I am not thrilled with it. I do love seeing my kids dressed up and I think my favorite part is painting there faces (see pictures below) but I really don't love the holiday like most people.
I don't like the thought of my kids getting candy that usually lasts us until the next major candied holiday (Valentine's Day) and then I have to regulate who gets what and listen to them fight over it.
I have always been the mom that makes all the kids dump their sugar in a communal bowl and they all share it. I regulate how much they eat each day. But, sometimes, a part of me wants them to just have at it just to get the darn stuff out and over with. Let them get belly aches and rotten teeth. How bad can it be....really?
That said, I will share my kids awesome photos. The only one I didn't get was Chay. I turned her into a bloody hippie. I dare say, she was one of my favorite ones.
Sith Lord Josh
Shadow Ninja D'monte
(He recently underwent some weightloss. The handlebar mustache is due to the fact that I just plain hate it and he is doing it to annoy me.....oh, I can hold out, I can....)
Friday, November 6, 2009
Lori = Lortab
Vickie = Vicodin
Val = Valium
I had my post-op visits this past week. I have been taking the first 2 when I feel pain (shivering is the WORST).
I meet with Dr. Klomp (my reconstruction genius). He asked if I was on Valium. Huh? The first thing that pops into my head is The Freshmen by the The Verve Pipe, "His girl took a week's worth of Valium and slept..." (seriously, whatever happened to those guys)?
Isn't Valium for people who are overly excited?
He calmed me by saying it is only a muscle relaxer and he was only going to give me the lowest dose possible. "In fact," he said, "You can even take 2 if you need."
Hmmmm. So I came home, after a painful day of driving and no pain killers and took 2 Valium (the "lowest" dose possible). 30 minutes later, I was high as a kite. I even whomped my head on my boy's bunkbed and started giggling after I fell to the ground because I didn't really care.
Last night, as I was in pain again from shivering at my nephew's football game, I came home and Josh readily had 2 Valium for me. I replaced the one back to the bottle and told him I wasn't going to go there again....one would be plenty.
"Awwww," he whined, "but you were so fun with 2."
And there you have it. A drugged mom and housewife with no chest and my husband is persuading me to take more drugs.
Eye on the prize. Eye on the prize.
Wednesday, October 28, 2009
Allow me to wallow in my own pity for a moment. I try not to do it often so just humor me
I consider myself to be a a fairly strong woman. I don't succumb to pain much. I force myself through it.
And now I will proceed to put my foot in my mouth and possibly feast on my own words here.
This surgery, by far, is the worst yet. They have finally removed my port (which I asked to keep....as a souvenir), cut off my left breast and place expander underneath the muscle in both sides of my chest. Not a whole lot of fun. I would really like to head home today but it is not looking very hopeful.
My Doctor asked me if I felt like a train wreck. That is putting it mildly. I told my husband it feels like a herd of Clydesdale horses stampeded my chest.
Don't let the innocent look fool you.....
Not once, and mean NOT ONCE, did I ever throw up from a single chemo treatment.
Just since the surgery I have already lost my cookies 3 times. I can't seem to keep anything down.....and the pain.....oh the pain....I dare say, it is worse than child birth. I just have to keep my eye on the prize. 6 months from now I will be a whole new women with a new set of boobs. Eye on the prize. Eye on the prize.
'Til then? I continue to eat crackers and be doped on morphine and lortab until they release me for home. One of the goals my nurses wrote on the whiteboard was to "Tolerate Diet." So far, not much luck!
Tuesday, October 27, 2009
When I came in they were routinely attempting to poke me with a needle to yield some blood for the lab. They couldn't find one to get enough juice out. I sarcastically had to tell them it was because I was instructed not to eat or drink anything since midnight last night so I am dehydrated.
What did they expect?!
My husband is in the corner, mourning the loss of the last of my ta-ta. Oh the pain and agony he must be going through....uh....yeah?
We took our family on the Cabo cruise and returned late Saturday. I arrived only to find out that the hospital was trying to reach me to register me for my surgery. It was this same surgery that I was told 2 weeks ago was "off" because both surgeons couldn't be present. Apparently while I was basking in the remnants Hurricane Rick, the doctors had a pow-wow and decided to put me back on their schedule. Which leads me to now. Sitting in the hospital room, starving, and waiting. Did I mention I am hungry?
At least this surgery I gain something from. In approximately 6 months I will be the proud owner of a new rack!
(Sorry, no pictures with this one.....if I did, I might get slapped for pornography. Although, is it pornography if there is technically nothin' there?)
Saturday, October 3, 2009
Although, I would like to think that this joke originally came from me.
After I shaved my hair (I shaved it the morning after my husband was stroking my head and clumps were falling out....another post....another time), I was taking a shower and routinely squirted a blob of shampoo in my hand and proceeded to lather, rinse, repeat. It dawned on me, as I was scrubbing my folicly challenged scalp, that there was nothing their to wash. I replaced the shampoo to its resting place for the next 9 months, never to be opened again during that time.
Soon after the loss of my hair, I discovered that I know longer needed to shave my legs nor pits. It was a heavenly experience. The last to go was my eyelashes and eyebrows. It occurred to me one day, while I was scraping mascara onto my eyelids and poking myself with little fine bristels, that it was probably a moot point. I retired the mascara. I did creative with my eyebrows and drew them on relative to my day (angry eyebrows, excited eyebrows, etc.).
All in all? My preparation time in the morning dropped to 5 minutes flat.
My husband would joke that our water bill had gone down substantially.
Hmmmm. Maybe so, but I still don't think a fair enough trade with all the doctor bills coming in....
I got my PET Scan yesterday. What a fun that ordeal always is!
Coupled with Anxiety and Starvation for the test, it made for a good day for me yesterday!
I will post the results later....but in case I forget, just assume that no news is good news!
Sunday, September 27, 2009
Swiss Days was amazing and I have all of you guys to thank! We did better than we could have ever imagined!
I will post all the remainder items for sale on our website within the next week!
Be on the look out for us at Santa's Workshop or Dickens Festival with new items and original creations (we haven't decided which one to do yet).
Sunday, September 20, 2009
Swiss Days is this Friday and Saturday, September 25-26.
In the meantime, here is a sneak peak at some of our dresses:
Tuesday, September 15, 2009
(don't forget to check out my website/other blog: Footloose and Cancer Free)
Sunday, September 13, 2009
No soft cushioning to break the landing.
They thought it would be fun to see who could get the highest. I have the proof. Now, when they get hurt I can say, "I told you so."
I consistently tell them I don't have sympathy when they get hurt doing stunts like these.
Take Drue, for example, I walked in the living room just in time to see her jump off the chair on to nothing but carpet, flat on her rear. Oh. She cried. Did I show any emotion? Nope. I don't doubt that she hurt herself. I held her but told her it was only at the fault of herself.
It is only a miracle that we have never had any broken bones...knock on wood.
Tuesday, September 1, 2009
Wednesday, August 19, 2009
I am sending you all this link and encourage you to get the word out for me. That's right. I started this blog for people who want to relate to anything I have to say. It is called
Footloose and Cancer Free.
It is not just for people have cancer though. I am hoping to bring some humor and helpful insights to people of all ages. Feel free to leave comments and send me tips. I am more than happy to post any input anyone has to offer. Whether you have personally experienced it, know someone who has or just think you might have something useful to say drop me a word or 2 at email@example.com
I may even publish your thoughts if you want me to.
So far, my first post I took from the inspiration of my Sister-in-Law, Claire. You may want to read her inspiring story of a painful in-grown toenail here.
Saturday, July 18, 2009
It was beautiful and we had a pleasant time. The kids turned into fish and swam nearly all day everyday in the pool. My niece and nephew (Chay, 12 years old; D'monte, 8 years old) had never been on an airplane. The flight there was slightly bumpy. We sat in the very back of the plane and every time we hit turbulence the kids would whoop and hollar like a ride at Disneyland. The lady in front of me turned around at one point and said, "At least their having fun." I would have to agree. Ahhhhhh. To be a child again and enjoy some of the simpler things of life.
I need to first say that I am very happy to be healthy and alive. So, when you read the rest, you don't find me ungrateful.
I love my family and am thankful that I was literally give a second chance at life.
However.....(here it comes).....I am getting extremely frustrated with the insurance bureaucracy. I still have not gotten my 2nd mastectomy, even though I have a high percentage of it coming back if I don't get it done. My insurance has said they are not going to pay for it because it is not medically necessary. Wha?!?!?
So their reasoning is that they don't want to pay for it now because it is cosmetic, but they are willing to pay for me to go through chemo and radiation again (all of which cost waayyyyyy more than a simple mastectomy). Does any of this make sense? The only way they will cover the cost is if I have cancer in that side (thank heavens I don't) or if I test positive for the BRCA gene (a test that confirms you carry the breast cancer gene). Well, a year ago, they denied the claim of the BRCA test because they said I was at too much of a risk (meaning I was going to die anyway, so what is the point in paying for it)! Really, I am not making this up.
So, in conclusion? I am alive. Yippee! I am still in remission! I have a wonderful family! I am on my way to changing my gender.......okay just kidding on the last part. But sometimes that is how I feel. I have no reproductive organs, a half a set of ta-ta's, and my hair is still boy short (but growing rapidly).
Really, I am very grateful for everything I have. I just have months of frustration building up that I just released on this pathetic blog.
Sunday, June 21, 2009
Oh yes! And last but not least, I send shout outs to all the dad's! Happy Father's Day!!
Sunday, May 31, 2009
Tuesday, May 12, 2009
Thursday, April 30, 2009
Thursday, April 9, 2009
Heading into a lava tube tunnel.