I have been ill for months No energy, appetite and nausea. I was lucky to be taking a miracle drug, that did not work for me. It was a must for me to go back to traditional chemotherapy. It’s been 3 weeks since my last procedures and I’m waiting for my blood work to get better in order for me to for me to move forward with my therapy. I have a wonderful suppot system. Without my friends and family who knows where I would be? Sad and hopeless, maybe? So if you know people who are suffering. They need support. Helping hands bring good karma to those who help others. Spread compassion and it may warm the cockaels of the ❤️ My helping hands are Judy Judge, Martha Jarvenin, Tracey Carter, Sandy Tarn Jim Bulleit, Dave Bowlwa. How lucky am I?. Peace
Fighting cancer day by day. Fighting cancer the long way day by day. My head is sore from lying on the pillow. No energy and fear of walking and falling finding solutions so no fear for me.
Admitted to two hospitals, and took two separate rides with completely different vibes on two ambulances.
I am still alive. Started to compare my visits and care. Not a good idea when your unwell. I am still alive. Fighting cancer day by day. The long haul. Knowing and thankful for the help and kindness I have received. Day by Day.
I got a box in the mail today with two pairs of dream PUMA High Top Ralph Simpson Tennis shoes. They are incredible 💕 The interesting part about the shoes is they come at a time where I cannot walk? My legs have turned into rubber trees. In bed full time. What have I done to mess up my Karma! Cool..Slippers Now!
My Dream ShoeContinue reading “KARMA”
Even through my experience at Princess 😸.Anne Hospital is good. I am ready to go home.
Rumors are whispered in the halls of the hospital today I will be released? I have been here for one week
It has been interesting. It is up to each person to make their stay bad or enjoyable, and is dependent on that individuals attitude. My body longs for my bed and my husband lying next to me.
We made the decision for me to stay in the hospital as long as it takes to get the job done. It is safer to stay in the hospital than to run back and forth to doctors appointments when I am a fall risk. I would like to thank the doctors and staff of Princess Anne Sentara hospital for their professional attitude towards me. I have met and spent time with phenomenal nurses, secretaries, food service professionals, cleaners, transporters, doctors, especially mine, physical therapist etc. This hospital does everything to diagnose and serve their patients. Thank you, Peace
There are alot of rules you must follow while you spend time in the hospial
It can be fun if and it can be tough. It is really how you handle it. Do not make life any tougher than it needs be? Even when you face death. Peace
It has been five days in the Princess Ann Sentara Hospital. The kind staff have poked and tested me, and today I got the diagnosis.
I have Cancer. My cancer is located in my cervical and lumbar vertebrae. Tomorrow I will have a lumbar puncture with a Methatrexate inserted into the spine. It is a drug that has many uses. For me, Methatrexate is used as a chemo drug for the type of small cell cancer cells attacking my cells.
I have been fighting this disease since 2016. I am not surprised just dissapointed. The procedures I will have makes me sick but keeps me alive. That is all I want. To be here to experience love I have for the experiences I have yet to come. This new diagnostics is not a death sentance just a full time job.
Yesterday I had a long dizzy spell. I felt like Dorothy in the movie The Wizard of OZ My head spined as if it was in a tornado. My legs felt like rubber similar to the tin man learning to walk. I hit the floor. I was not hurt, but I did not have my phone or anyone to help me. No. Fun. The room was spinning. When I hit the floor. My best friend Toby Tarn sat beside me and licked my hand. I suddenly felt better and after hitting the heals of my feet with red socks I resting on the cool wood floor reciting I want to go to bed and I was able to get on all fours and and get to my bed unscathed. Called 911. I’m hospital, and now more than ever. There is no place like home.
Dorothy red shoes. I Want to go home! Do not forget your purse.
#1: Real or Fake? I have written a political manifesto. It came on me slowly. What is real or fake news? I feel helpless, and no matter what I do I am not being able to control anything? I am having a crisis of conscience. I have had to seclude myself from the news. So that I can clean my thoughts of fear, and anger that is bigger the me.
#2: My Oncologist is doing a great job keeping me alive. I have two weeks per month where I feel strong. I have not felt this way in many years. Then the symptoms have returned, cancer or side effects? What happens to me; my lumbr vertebrae two goes numb with a feeling of pins and needles down to my knees. Emergency, I look for a landing pad becase after the nerve pain down my lower limbs My lower legs turn into rubber, and I crash. Holy Cow!
#:3 Change: No one likes change. Change is inevitable, to keep my sanity I will turn off the news, and pray everyone gets along. Also, I will prepare a bag in case I have to go to the hospital, pull my self togeather and stop blubbering about other people problems. Than I will pull all my energy and maefest it in my my novel “The Cat’s Lair.”
I feel like life is taking me on a rollercoaster ride. I will smile and enjoy the journey.