tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-75465403736018921592024-09-04T07:37:48.214-07:00Struggling Pink PrincessWelcome to my blog. In this blog I am going to blog about anything and everything. I am 32, a single mother to a 12 year old firecracker, and a breast cancer survivor. We have had a long battle in her short 12 years. The never ending baldness of my head makes one of them slightly obvious to an outsider. Nonetheless, Madisyn and I have been blessed by God to have such wonderful supporters in our life. Only because of you have we made it this far and we aren't stopping here!Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08995735166406639251noreply@blogger.comBlogger96125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7546540373601892159.post-24882056967768641752017-03-29T15:39:00.003-07:002017-03-29T15:40:34.769-07:00I don't knowAt this point in my life I am just angry. About all of it. That I had to fight this disease. That my daughter will lose her mother. That we had to live this life because when she was a baby I promised her I would give her the best life possible. Then cancer stole that opportunity from me. I am angry because I didn't get to live up to my full potential. I am fuming.
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Oh it has been a nice few days. My last appointment was Saturday for bloodwork. She got the preliminary results back and it showed definite effects from the medicine. What exactly does that mean, no clue. I just know they are happy with the decision to treat me as an inpatient for my next dose of the drug on Wednesday. If they are happy, I am happy. Slightly Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00216826316937954889noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7546540373601892159.post-57943162816262050852017-01-05T21:36:00.000-08:002017-01-05T21:43:58.660-08:00Immunostorm
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}(document, 'script', 'facebook-jssdk'));Monday me and mom headed off to Houston. I said my goodbye to Madisyn bright and Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00216826316937954889noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7546540373601892159.post-51791433169870310202017-01-01T10:09:00.001-08:002017-01-01T10:09:21.877-08:00bad news on the tumor front
Happy New Year! Bye bye 2016 Hello 2017!
I don't have much to talk about. I leave tomorrow for Houston. I am ready for this to start and I am ready to not have to do this. Catch 22. Want to live, don't want to do the treatment for it. What's a girl to do but do the treatment. I will miss Madisyn and I hate leaving her but I know she is in good hands.&Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00216826316937954889noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7546540373601892159.post-87900423488456765532016-12-23T21:44:00.001-08:002016-12-23T21:44:15.074-08:00Six weeks at a time
Hey to All,
So it is Christmastime again. I was not really looking forward to Christmas this year. Well, I did start buying Christmas in October and was finished by December pretty much except for Madisyn. But still, I was gloomy and grouchy when it came to the thought of Christmas.
Why? Well I was supposed to start a new chemotherapy drug December 13th. Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00216826316937954889noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7546540373601892159.post-12329214750075883112016-11-22T20:03:00.000-08:002016-11-22T20:03:02.233-08:00I just am not one of those peopleI know, I know. It's been forever since I have written. So, I have a little bit of catching you guys up to do. I have been back to M.D Anderson's twice since I last wrote anything.
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}(document, 'script', 'facebook-jssdk'));So, today marks the eleventh anniversary of my marriage. Haha. As many of&Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00216826316937954889noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7546540373601892159.post-50997503185053842722016-05-25T16:22:00.000-07:002016-05-25T16:22:04.576-07:00nope, i'm not thankful for cancerSo, I am finally sitting down to write about my M.D Anderson's appointment. Which I will. My mind is going all over the place at the moment and I have other stuff I need to talk about.
I just read an article about a couple trying to get pregnant and it was so good. But there it was again, that little reminder that I never will again. Not that I am in any position to evenAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00216826316937954889noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7546540373601892159.post-39877596743248607742016-05-02T14:29:00.000-07:002016-05-02T14:29:13.496-07:00oh this emotional roller coasterI know it has been awhile since I have written anything. It has been a busy few months. Well emotionally busy. I did have a minor surgery I am still recovering from. My MediPort became infected (or so we thought) and antibiotics didn't work. A hole formed and I was at the surgeons office one day wondering what was happening and what do we do about it and the next I Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00216826316937954889noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7546540373601892159.post-56296653424282146442016-02-20T19:17:00.000-08:002016-02-20T19:17:06.188-08:00damn lungsSo. This is one of those suck ass blogs. One that I dread writing, but I know I have to because I feel like, well, this is what I do. I write about it. When I don't know how to react, what to do, how to feel, where to turn, I write. So here I am.
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It all started in October. I had just moved into a new apartment and I was in the middle of unpacking Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00216826316937954889noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7546540373601892159.post-85894732976972608332015-11-15T15:38:00.000-08:002015-11-15T15:38:03.914-08:00Our Operation Blessing video from the 700 Club
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A little bit about the past few weeks. First off I began Navelbine, which I know I already told you about. I had my second treatment on Sept 8th and started to think this chemo was really kicking my ass. I was Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00216826316937954889noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7546540373601892159.post-65966032722198126672015-09-03T13:27:00.000-07:002015-09-03T13:27:54.500-07:00chemo timeAugust was a long month for me. I was literally watching the calendar, waiting for September to get here. We had that trip to Houston that I talked about in my last blog. I did have the ultrasound guided biopsy to check on it's responsiveness to estrogen therapy. It wasn't a bad procedure. I've had enough of them now, I just kind of sleep through it. Turns out Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00216826316937954889noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7546540373601892159.post-66660452677634624582015-08-14T19:09:00.000-07:002015-08-14T19:09:34.665-07:00too much thinking and decisions...I met with my Houston oncologist today. There was a lot said. A lot of confusing information that I'm trying to process. Maybe by talking on here it will help me process it. So here goes.
First thing we discussed was my cancer hadn't progressed that much. She said I could possibly stay on the drug, Halaven, that I was taking. After telling her about all the pain Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00216826316937954889noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7546540373601892159.post-11618337732142088982015-08-11T19:05:00.003-07:002015-08-11T19:09:39.166-07:00survivedat: fear of recurrence Tonight I had the blessed opportunity to go to my SurviveDat meeting at Cancer Services. After having to miss the past couple meetings due to my M.D.Anderson trips, it was all I could do to get my butt there. You know how it is: "it's raining, I don't want to do anything today" or "I kind of feel like crap I want to stay home". You have to fight all of these feelings and Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00216826316937954889noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7546540373601892159.post-5022450184241099162015-08-08T21:09:00.002-07:002015-08-08T21:09:57.015-07:00setbackIt sure has been a busy summer this year. Madisyn has been busy with a couple camps, a visit to Miami to see Casey, Panthrobotics, and being a social butterfly. I have been busy with Texas.
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Today was chemo day. Yet again, I went and let them pump poison in me for five whole minutes (yep that's how long the chemo I'm on takes, awesome right?). I appreciated the nausea meds they pumped into me before that, especially once I got nauseous and had to take a second dose of nausea meds. Seriously, how nauseated would I Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00216826316937954889noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7546540373601892159.post-35928549420727911502015-05-02T20:24:00.002-07:002015-05-02T20:24:28.914-07:00pain, pain, pain
I've been a little out of it these days. Last weekend this pain started in my left side. It reminded me of times when my right side would be in pain because of tumors. I've been battling it all week, trying not to overtake my pain medication so in case this doesn't end, I don't run out. It's been an amazingly hard week, and I would say I've never been in so much pain Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00216826316937954889noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7546540373601892159.post-9270169157870486172015-04-22T16:13:00.001-07:002015-04-22T16:13:31.308-07:00sick of problemsWhat do I talk about today? This is the question I wonder every time I sit down to write a blog, whether it's here or on my other, more geared toward young women with breast cancer blog www.mypinkprincessesblog.blogspot.com. I remember there used to be a time when my mind was always wanting to blog. Blog. Blog. Blog. I always had something to say and couldn't Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00216826316937954889noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7546540373601892159.post-72258810837101775022015-03-27T12:03:00.003-07:002015-03-27T12:31:47.365-07:00i almost am starting to like going to the hospital (giggle)Well, it's definitely been awhile since I have been on here. Either that or a lot has happened that makes it feel like awhile. I think its the latter. Most of you have an idea of what has been going on in my life or know parts of it. So I will start and hopefully work it all in for those who have no clue. Be prepared, remember this girl is ADD and bipolar so it's Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00216826316937954889noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7546540373601892159.post-3424774283861700622015-02-15T22:48:00.000-08:002015-02-15T22:48:00.240-08:00i'm way too self absorbed to be planning your demiseI've been thinking alot lately. Whether it's because I have more time on my hand, or a side effect of being off of the drugs I have been on for years, or because my mom fails to put the radio on if Walton and Johnson is over and I fail to notice because I'm in such deep thought. It's like a bad movie, or maybe good, I don't know. My inner monologue has Taylor Swift's 1989 cd as Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00216826316937954889noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7546540373601892159.post-41085895858291191622015-02-02T12:29:00.000-08:002015-02-02T12:29:08.103-08:00my brain is fu$%&*edI'm having a tough time with this blog. A lot of times I sit down to write and I just go with it and can write and write. But I sit here and sit here. I have tons to say but can't find ways to say it, I'm all over the place right now. Internally. I'm gonna try to verbalize what's going on inside me.
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