Scripture of the Day:
Jeremiah
30:17
I will restore health unto thee, and I will heal thee of thy
wounds, saith the Lord, because they, called thee an Outcast, saying, This is
Zion, whom no man seeketh after.
October 25,
2011
My students
have been great. One young lady made me a cake, wrote me a beautiful poem and gave
me a breast cancer bracelet, pink soaps and pink candle. The soaps and candle pertained to the poem.
One the 15th
of October, we did our walk for the cure. Our team raised $5200. Sarah
Blanchard put me over the top the week before the race. Princess Anne had a
“jeans day” for me and raised $734.00. Our team was Emily (sleep-in), Tuesday,
Susan, Cara, Joe ( a friend of Tuesday) , David, Evan and Hailey, Mom , Nancy,
Sara, Savannah, Breanna and Marlee, Bailie Winegardner and her sister Haley. It
was a beautiful day. Sara and I didn’t
think we’d make it the whole 5k. But we did.
Channel 13 had a camera and Nancy pulled me over to them. It wasn’t bad
and of course it made the news because I got upset.
After the
race, we came back and had a big family dinner at Mark and Susan’s. Susan made
all the food. It was great. It was a great weekend. Oh yes! We even saw a pod
of dolphin as we came down the boardwalk.
Becky was
really upset about not being there. So I sent her the pictures. We had two
discs. I also sent the “bib”, they had our names on them. There was also a
pom-pom. There were golden rod sheets. On one side it said, “I race for the
Memory of…or “in celebration of …” I’m excited to see the scrapbook. Becky is
really good at that.
I went to
school that next Monday. I got an email from a student. He’d decorated it
up with breast cancer background and wished me luck with my surgery the next
day.
On October 18th, I had my surgery
with the breast implants. Like the mastectomy, I had to shower Monday night and
again Tuesday morning. We didn’t have to be there until 9 am. They tried 4
different places on my left arm to put in an IV. He got on in but as soon as he
released the medicine the blood vessel blew. His name was Lt. Tim. I fully
expected that I’d never remember his name until he started having IV problems.
He finally called in Commander Dan. My Iv went in my right ankle. I told him
“now I’d never forget his name” and laughing.
David had a
hard tie with some of it. Every time they poked me, of course, I’d flinch. He
had a hard time with what I had to go through to get an IV started. The ankle
worked. He kissed me before I went in. I don’t remember anything after that.
The next thing I remember is the lady trying to wake me up, I just wanted to be
left alone. I don’t’ remember getting to my room or what time. David says it
was round 3:30/4:00. They gave me a
narcotic for the pain. I took one bite of the chicken. They had to detach me so
I could go to the restroom. I fortunately got there before I puked up everything
I hadn’t eaten since 6:00 the night before. It happens every time. Amazingly, I
was not in as much pain as I expected.
It was tolerable. But after a while I got tired of tolerating it. All I
wanted was Tylenol. But no!!! I refused the narcotic. So they gave me something
that I could only take twice a day. I took ti at 10 PM. It wasn’t really all
that helpful. At about 4:30, I was read for Tylenol. They wouldn’t give my
anything until 10 am. Even in all of it – was never intolerable pain. Then the
interns can’t get it straight. One told me the drain would com out before I
left. Another said I’d have to wear it until I came back for my recheck. This
guy said that he recommended a narcotic for my pain. He couldn’t understand
that I refused. He said he was going to write a script for it to go home. I
told him not to bother. But he wasn’t going to give me ibuprofen and Tylenol.
When he left, I told the nurse that I just wait for my real doctor (Dr.
Taylor). She busted out laughing. So I
told God “I’m in your hands” which is
what I said to him on the way to the hospital. I had a fever and was afraid
they’d tell me they wouldn’t operate. Anyway, the pain disappeared and has not
returned!! The only reason I’ve taken the Tylenol is because of the itching
which means it’s healing.
On Thursday,
we went over to the Komen Center to give them the $85 from Mom.
Just like
the mastectomy, we scheduled some kind of outing. On Friday, we went back to
the hospital at about noon. Dr. Taylor took my drain out. I don’t have another appointment until November 9th.
After that,
we went to the Homarama. We drove around in circles for a while. There were 9
houses. By about the 4th or 5th house, I had to quit
climbing stairs. House #7 was dedicated to breast cancer They had people writ on quilting squares. I wish I had taken a
picture of min. I think I wrote “Faith, Hope, Family and Friends will et you
through.”
They houses
were pretty outlandish, but we saw a couple of ideas. On Saturday, we took the
dogs to the groomers. Then, we finally went out to the Jackson Grey’s Memorial.
This was the name of a local troop from the Civil War.
After that,
we went to look at RVs. Wow. There were some beautiful ones. One was $250,000 marked down to $150,000
because they wanted to get it on the road. It had a diesel engine.
In the
meantime, I’ve been cross-stitching my angel. I am so close to being done.
I went back
to school today. It went pretty well. I got
large part of IEPs and meetings done and set up.
March 12, 2014
We had a great time walking in the Race for the Cure. Being a busy family that traveled from Ohio for that, we have not been able to do it again.
I've been preaching staying busy and getting out. I still do. Don't give yourself time to mope. I have and it just brings me down. Of course, you'll have days when you do. Please be able to forgive yourself when that happens.
Don't let the doctors dictate those things you can control. Of course when they tell me I have to take the Letrozole for the 5 years, I will. But when they tell me that I have to take a narcotic that will make me sick for the pain, I put my foot down. There are some things that you can control. Don't let others do that.
If you are making this journey as I am, may God bless you with his healing touch. I know He loves you.
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